06-28-2011, 12:56 AM
Pripyat's father had always been somewhat strange. He struck Arye as the sort that was hard to reach, but she respected him anyway. She could tell by the way Pripyat spoke of him that he was very fond of his parent. Honestly, it never really occurred to Arye to question anything that Jefferson said or wanted. They had only had one short interaction one on one, and Arye had taken his message to heart: he didn't particularly care what she did one way or the other as long as she didn't make trouble. She did not make trouble for anyone; she just focused on spending time with Pripyat. The smoke colored boy had definitely been the central figure here for her since she had joined.
As Jefferson stated the future of Phoenix Valley, Arye frowned and stared around at the faces of those gathered here. Many of them were not familiar to Arye, but she had spent most of her time here either exploring or with Pripyat, which suited her fine. Being young, she had never really given much thought to her future or what life might be like without the Valley pack. The cream colored girl looked to him, wondering what his answer might be for his father.
Arye's honey colored eyes were steady, an adventurous light glowing in her expression as she answered easily. This decision required very little thought. Pripyat was her friend, her very best friend in the world. And she wanted to go where he was going to go. "I will go, too." What would this new future hold? She would meet it head on.
As Jefferson stated the future of Phoenix Valley, Arye frowned and stared around at the faces of those gathered here. Many of them were not familiar to Arye, but she had spent most of her time here either exploring or with Pripyat, which suited her fine. Being young, she had never really given much thought to her future or what life might be like without the Valley pack. The cream colored girl looked to him, wondering what his answer might be for his father.
Arye's honey colored eyes were steady, an adventurous light glowing in her expression as she answered easily. This decision required very little thought. Pripyat was her friend, her very best friend in the world. And she wanted to go where he was going to go. "I will go, too." What would this new future hold? She would meet it head on.