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I love this thread idea so much. XD
No words were exchanged between Bris and Conor as they made the trek to retrieve the buckets. The silence between them was calm and easy, and not at all awkward. The white woman shadowed the tawny alpha as they headed back to the scene, and her face lit up in a delighted grin as she heard Gideon's cheers echoing across the sand. An affectionate laugh escaped her lips as she brought the buckets over, her eyes sparkling merrily as she winked over at her nephew.
It warmed the woman's heart to see the Dahlian's trying so hard to help the whale. Each one was doing whatever they possibly could to help, and Bris made it a conscious point to remember each and every name she'd overheard today. Glaiven, Reverent, and Aislinn were all new faces to her, though she'd caught whiffs of their unique scents around the packlands over the past couple of weeks. As she tended to her bucket duty, ritually walking back and forth from the sea to the whale and pouring the soothing water over its skin, she exchanged grateful, encouraging glances with her fellow packmates.
At one point, she caught the form of Nayru out of the corner of her eye, and she paused a moment to take stock of what she was doing. It would seem the older of the two present Dahlian children couldn't force herself to stand idly by, and the corner of Bris' lip turned up in a knowing half-smile as she watched her. The woman caught the young girl's stealthy glance, and she took the time to nod at her and smile in approval. The girl had no doubt caught on to the fact that Bris had told Giddy to watch her only to keep him out of trouble, and that the truth of the situation was actually reversed. Nayru was a bit older than Gideon, and Bris trusted her to be less careless than the young boy. For now, the black pup was occupied with cheering the Dahlian rescue team on, and though the work was tiring, the smile never once left Bris' calm face as she contributed to the effort. If the group of wolves could just keep this up for a few more hours, the whale would have a decent fighting chance to return to the sea.
Table by Kiri/Jenny!