04-02-2010, 08:09 PM
Anya glanced around, looking at the few pack members who had gathered. She had been traveling yet again, following the birds and their stories. What they had said would be something to tell Xeris of when she had the chance, but now was certainly not that opportune moment. Her nostrils flared as Anya took in the scent of the wolf standing where Jefferson should have been.
"And why did he think that you would be qualified to take his place?"
"And why did he think that you would be qualified to take his place?"