How fail was I, huh, huh? 300+
He knew her. The realisation hit her and she racked her brain to think of his name. His face seemed familiar enough that she knew she had seen his face before. And it was then that her brain finally kicked into gear and it all came back to her. The meeting where Vigilante had explained about the new leadership. The talks of war. He had been there. She could remember how they had all taken the sad news, in their own ways. However, she could not remember how this particular male had dealt with it. Perhaps it had been in his simple, quiet way. Calm, collected, taking instructions from a leader. “Niro,” she whispered, sampling the way it felt to say it aloud. However, it was no time to keep dreaming, not when he needed help.
With a quick nod, she sat down on the blanket, holding it in place. Birds did not scare her. She couldn't exactly understand why wolves wanted to tame them instead of roasting them over an open fire, but then again, she was not one to complain. The Romanian wolves had tamed animals too. Horses for transporting their things when they moved from one area to another. Birds to carry messages across distance and show them prime hunting spots. It was as alien to her now as it had been there, but she did not judge him for it. “Iz zhis gud, zhen, yes?” She smiled up at him, her warm smile, and as she moved to adjust herself on the blanket, the coins on her waist rattling slowly with every movement.
She was afraid her grip was too strong, but when the rip in the material sounded loudly, Marika's eyes narrowed and she immediately gripped the bird's wings to stop them flapping. Her feet were planted firmly on the blanket and she still she could feel it struggling, wanting to escape. “Перестань, ты глупая птица!” Russian was a much better language to curse in than English, especially since her grasp on the latter was tenuous at best. “Vhere are ve moving her, zhen?” Marika didn't want to hurt the animal, and she wanted Niro to take charge once more and calm it. She was happy for her packmate. A catch like this was rare and it was quite exhilarating to be able to help a friend like this.
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