03-12-2012, 04:39 AM
Accepteddd
She had a task to do attaching names to faces, her eyes steady upon Mars, then Amon, then Paz. Caspa could not have appeared more oblivious to the strange glances her far-eastern heritage ever earned her. She was aware, but gave it little thought. They would get used to her soon enough. Some of the timber wolves from the locality might have observed the hybrid children with a similar bewilderment, but here in the Court they were used to any kind of canine hybrids, throwbacks and misfits. Indeed Caspa approved, for it lent the land colour and intrigue.
"They grow up so quickly," she commented with warmth at Krystalle's words, "Welcome to the both of you, to the world and to the pack," she added with some amusement looking again at the boy and the girl, before Mars began his explanation and she quietly set her attention to nothing but listening and understanding their circumstances.
It seemed indeed the family wished to enter the borders as packmates and Caspa could not keep her tail from swishing slowly, drawing herself up to full Chamberlain height as best she could. Doubtless Vigilante would have no qualms in accepting them back into the fold, so Caspa would do it for him. Additionally, her history with Krystalle gave her full confidence that they were trustworthy. She was glad to see that the parental duo had stuck together, despite Krystalle's unease during her pregnancy. Perhaps such things were usual for an expectant mother, to have strange fears and thoughts. She had never put her finger on what was bothering her during her pregnancy. Doubtless whatever that had been had receded into the background of the problem of homelessness. "I am certain he will help you in any way he can, but in the meantime let me welcome you on his behalf. Consider yourselves Courtiers once more… or Cavaliers, if you feel the call to fight…" she mused, winking at the pups and then glancing from Krystalle back to Mars. She suspected they would none of them be in the time of life for the more war-like rank tier but they should know they had the option. "You know the lands already, then? Have you a home in mind - the hotel has many empty rooms, and the village of Lunenberg hasn't fallen down yet, either." The human buildings were strong, but without maintenance they wouldn't last forever. Caspa wasn't an architect but she suspected most of the houses were good for another lifetime or two.
She had a task to do attaching names to faces, her eyes steady upon Mars, then Amon, then Paz. Caspa could not have appeared more oblivious to the strange glances her far-eastern heritage ever earned her. She was aware, but gave it little thought. They would get used to her soon enough. Some of the timber wolves from the locality might have observed the hybrid children with a similar bewilderment, but here in the Court they were used to any kind of canine hybrids, throwbacks and misfits. Indeed Caspa approved, for it lent the land colour and intrigue.
"They grow up so quickly," she commented with warmth at Krystalle's words, "Welcome to the both of you, to the world and to the pack," she added with some amusement looking again at the boy and the girl, before Mars began his explanation and she quietly set her attention to nothing but listening and understanding their circumstances.
It seemed indeed the family wished to enter the borders as packmates and Caspa could not keep her tail from swishing slowly, drawing herself up to full Chamberlain height as best she could. Doubtless Vigilante would have no qualms in accepting them back into the fold, so Caspa would do it for him. Additionally, her history with Krystalle gave her full confidence that they were trustworthy. She was glad to see that the parental duo had stuck together, despite Krystalle's unease during her pregnancy. Perhaps such things were usual for an expectant mother, to have strange fears and thoughts. She had never put her finger on what was bothering her during her pregnancy. Doubtless whatever that had been had receded into the background of the problem of homelessness. "I am certain he will help you in any way he can, but in the meantime let me welcome you on his behalf. Consider yourselves Courtiers once more… or Cavaliers, if you feel the call to fight…" she mused, winking at the pups and then glancing from Krystalle back to Mars. She suspected they would none of them be in the time of life for the more war-like rank tier but they should know they had the option. "You know the lands already, then? Have you a home in mind - the hotel has many empty rooms, and the village of Lunenberg hasn't fallen down yet, either." The human buildings were strong, but without maintenance they wouldn't last forever. Caspa wasn't an architect but she suspected most of the houses were good for another lifetime or two.