Table by Nuki! /// Hopefully this is better than my last excuse for a post. D> SSWM: 478
The coyote wondered why the she-wolf seemed to be edgy, and she thought for a moment once more if it was her appearance. She slipped her dagger into the belt loop of her pants, since she felt there was no danger here, but kept it loose anyway; in neutral territory, anything could happen at an unsuspected time, but Alyssum wouldn't expect it from Layla. As the Inferni canine followed the mistress for a bit, she noted that her scent was indeed of Dahlia de Mai. She remembered the smell from when she scented it from a distance when she was heading to Halifax, and which was how she steered clear of their borders. But, at up close, the different smell than from Inferni's were slightly overwhelming at their contrast, making her nose twitch like it did when she met Niro of Cour des Miracles.
Alyssum noticed how Layla seemed to have an eye for her kill, and she couldn't help but feel a little defensive, at first. When she was traveling to Canada, she ate what she could and whenever she could, which makes whatever food she collected valuable for her. But, she did eat very early this morning, and probably wasn't as hunger as the she-wolf was, so that smothered her anger. The young woman dropped the rabbit into her hands, now that they were free from holding her knife. It seemed as if it was lighter than Alyssum thought it would be, which made her feel a little disappointed; the prey was maybe already weakened with hunger, and would've put up a better fight and challenge for the Hastati. She thought about sharing, maybe even giving it up to the starving Layla, but she spoke before the coyote could get a word in.
Alyssum agreed fully about the weather. It was getting far colder, even more than what she was used to. Being born in the Southern United States, she was accustomed to milder winters. But, this was far more than what she expected. But, luckily, with her faction of wolf blood, she was blessed with her fur thickening. Though her coat and jeans helped her keep warm, it wouldn't hurt to have a nice layer of fur to keep her extra cozy and protected from the elements.
She twitched her ears at Layla's question, and tilted her head to one side to show her confusion. "I know that Dahlia de Mai and Inferni don't have a good relationship, but no one ever told me of a war..." Alyssum knew that a clan like her's must have gotten into a one or two nasty scraps before, but a war was something she wouldn't assume. Of course, she didn't got asking around relations with the other packs with her packmates, since it may have opened old wounds and they would snap at her for bringing a certain pack into topic.
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