05-28-2008, 09:22 PM
The silver and gold lady had been so lost in her own thoughts she hadn't realized the life changing wound that Conri had received since the last time she'd seen him, when he spoke of the children she let it slide, noticing the dejected way he seemed to act. She gazed at the young man as he spoke of everyone's help raising the small ones, noticing how he kept his eyes on the floorboards of the porch. She wanted to ask him how it had happened, wondering why Naniko hadn't spoken of it, but then again.. she had no real idea of Naniko's private life.
Flicking her tail back and forth in the dust she was about to speak up when he questioned her about her own pack. "The pack is doing fine, though you are right to worry about Inferni, though they didn't start it this time.. " If only she had known they hadn't started it with Clouded Tears, that only the war with Conri's old pack was the one they'd started. She shook her head and sighed as she looked down at her own paws. "A wolf killed a mother and child from the clan in cold blood.." the words were bitter, but then again she had reason for the bitterness. She had been spending too much time worrying about her brother's child who seemed to be haunted by his own deamons, and too much time worrying about family and friends because of said nephew.
She placed a paw on the bottom plank of the porch as she gazed up at Conri, her voice soft as she spoke, "What happen Conri..." She nodded towards his arm as she raised her eyes to meet his, a look of concern masked her face as she waited patiently. She knew what had happened to his pack, but she'd thought he'd been in Clouded Tears at the time.. she didn't think it was the aftermath of the second war.
Flicking her tail back and forth in the dust she was about to speak up when he questioned her about her own pack. "The pack is doing fine, though you are right to worry about Inferni, though they didn't start it this time.. " If only she had known they hadn't started it with Clouded Tears, that only the war with Conri's old pack was the one they'd started. She shook her head and sighed as she looked down at her own paws. "A wolf killed a mother and child from the clan in cold blood.." the words were bitter, but then again she had reason for the bitterness. She had been spending too much time worrying about her brother's child who seemed to be haunted by his own deamons, and too much time worrying about family and friends because of said nephew.
She placed a paw on the bottom plank of the porch as she gazed up at Conri, her voice soft as she spoke, "What happen Conri..." She nodded towards his arm as she raised her eyes to meet his, a look of concern masked her face as she waited patiently. She knew what had happened to his pack, but she'd thought he'd been in Clouded Tears at the time.. she didn't think it was the aftermath of the second war.