Samantha was a new member, Naniko had been very kind to let her in when the borders were closed, upon that came great respect for the Angela, not just because she was leader, but because she had a kind heart. The mateship ceremony was most likely be planned soon for Rain and herself. She sat cross legged by herself, listening quietly to the sound of a crackling fire in the corner. When the woman thought about it, she actually didn't mind the dark caves of Anathema that much, they were instantly her home and she did feel very welcome. Aquamarine eyes shifted to the entrance every so often to see if someone would happen to come in and say a hello. The young woman knew that she needed to meet new members within Anathema, they were all like family weren't they? The blood shared when she joined probably belonged to many of the souls living here. They were all like blood relatives now. It had taken her a couple of days to adjust to the caves and to see the different rooms. Samantha quietly sipped tea from an old mug, conjuring up her thoughts. Hopefully no one would be prejudice and mean to her, she came from a different pack with different customs, but Sam trusted that no one would be like that.
Samantha loved her mate very much, Rain had been very kind to let her explore his home and live with him. Gently setting the mug down, Sam sighed. The howling of wind outside the caves was close to making her ears ring, the onslaught of autumn storms were upon the world and this was no exception. Moving closer to one of the fires, Samantha wrapped her arms around herself. Her coat was thinner than most due to her lifetime of hot weather down south. Samantha wanted to be much use to the pack, but she was only skilled at a few things. Her frail petite body restricted her to healing, carving and rafting small weapons. Sam would never be a warrior. Aside from the howling wind and pounding rain, the caverns were quiet and the voices of canines seemed to be hushed. The cut from Naniko's blade when she joined Anathema was healing well and scarring over. There was no sign of infection in the thin cut, every day it reminded Samantha of how lucky she was to have such a great family. Sam added more wood to the fire quietly and poked at the hot coals, coaxing the fire back to its blazing state. Shivering slightly, Sam walked back to her den that she shared with Rain and grabbed a warm fur blanket and returned to the dining chambers. Wrapping the soft rabbit fur blanket around herself warmed her chilled bones and the shivering subsided.
Samantha was wondering where Rain was, he was not in their dem, Samantha dismissed the thought of him hurt anywhere or him gone away, maybe he was just busy from his days work. Sam had spent the day curing hides and carving into leather, some of her things that she made were donated to the pack for their uses, the Luperci woman had taken out a little time to put things in their right places. Maybe she would be of use to Anathema, only time will tell...
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