09-05-2010, 02:42 PM
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Woo! He's so cute! ^^ Does Denali have an official-ish mother-figure? :O Wc: 400~ Needing some time to cool down after her rebellious son's arrival, the fae had simply been too overcome with emotion to see her family for any more time. Relief flew through her veins, the companion of the blood that was pumping much more quickly, but in addition, anger and disgust were also prevalent. The agouti fae was angry at her son, and herself, to make things complicated. Ghita was angry at her tuxedoed son for not informing his parents, who had been nothing but supportive through everything he did, about his little overnight trip. But, in the end, she was also angry at herself. Angry for not being more supportive, angry for not being someone son could confide in, angry that she was so angry at herself and her son! All in all, she was chasing her tail with wayward emotions that had no start and no end. Sighing heavily, the wolfess, now in Lupus form, took to the land she knew all too well, limping along with her ruined back leg. Ghita simply hated not being crystal clear in what she felt and did - and this, of course was no different. It only took a few moments for her to stumble across the scent of another young pack member, probably getting into a smaller amount of trouble than her own son. Taking a moment or two to analyze the scent, the fae quickly discovered that it was Denali's, the young pup she hadn't really gotten to know all that well. She'd seen him around the manor once or twice, but that was it. The only reason she knew his name was, with her recent promotion to Major, she'd taken it upon herself to know every pack member's name, and had also stumbled upon Denali's lonely condition. Although, if the pup was lonely, he certainly didn't look it. Trotting up to the cream-hued male, she intentionally caused some noise to alert her companion to her presence, although he looked to be engrossed in something or other - that Ghita couldn't understand. "Denali?" She called, eager to get his attention. Her brow furrowed slightly with a hint of confusion, spiced with a trace of worry, but mostly appreciative amusement. For the moment, all of her stress about Aro could slink to the back of her mind - and she could simply enjoy her time with Denali. "What're you up to?" |