Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul

Palaydrian Soul · 05-14-2012, 02:27 PM

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WC:: 4+*hugs*

Palaydrian had been accepted, and he hadn't even spoken her name. Everything was happening so fast, but the femme was so happy and relieved to finally belong somewhere she didn't even have time to ask questions or say goodbye to her new Alpha let alone thank him for his generosity. The tawny gold female's butt wiggled as her tail whipped back and forth. Dignity...have some, she told herself and slowed her jubilation to an easy sway back and forth of her tail. The young wolf had a pleasant smile on her maw and a heart full of opportunities.

Her lowered gaze shifted to the gray wolf named Noah and she gave a slight nod as he led the way into her new pack lands. Her heart was beating fast in her chest, but that was just the nerves. Something about the older wolf with three legs made her feel at ease, though he seemed to be very much so on his guard with her. Noah's job was no doubt to protect the pack and that was what he was doing when he had greeted her on the borders. There was something about him and his sense of duty that appealed to her. She supposed the gray wolf reminded her of her great grandmother Syliat.

As they walked along she couldn't help but steal glances around at her new surroundings. The woodlands were alive with birdsong and life. This place was gorgeous. Her nose was flooded with unfamiliar smells, but everything was intoxicating to her. She wanted to see every inch of land that was to be called her own. Soon enough the two had made their way to the mouth of a very impressive den. Drin stared in awe of the communal shelter as Noah tilted back his head to call for the medic.

Her smiled increased in embarrassment, surely the medic didn't need to be called for this, but she would follow orders. A white female approached and Drin immediately stiffened at the memory of Kila, but she quickly shook the memory from her mind. The white bitch was far behind her now and could not touch her in these new lands. Noah explained to the medic why he had called and it was then that Drin felt she should speak up. "It's really nothing, a shallow cut that's been on the mend during my travels," she explained as she lowered her head so the medic could get a good look at the long scab on her neck.

Table Credit to Cait and Code Credit to Mel <3.

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