[ooc] -- i thought you'd be there.
holding daisies, counting stars. -- [bic]
Everything happened so quickly, Cercelee’s mind spun as she tried to make sense of it. First the male had mumble an excuse of some sort before promptly slipping to the ground and into a deep sort of sleep. Cercelee was more puzzled than alarmed, her navy eyes shot to the older female for some sort of answer, as the year old wolf had never encountered such an act before. Yet before Colibri could speak to Cercelee, if she even had any sort of answer, another wolf appeared on the scene. Cercelee titled her head again, watching as the stranger, smelling of burnt fur and looking like a mangy dog with patches missing of her pelt missing spoke.
The stranger spoke to Colibri, and Colibri spoke back, both of them obviously knew each other, and it seemed that they had even been searching for each other. Cercelee couldn’t remember Colibri mentioning any names of those from the old lands whom she was waiting for, but perhaps her mind had been elsewhere. Either way, Cercelee stayed silent, she did not know who this female was, did not know if she should interrupt the reunion. Clumsily taking a step back without looking, she felt a lump of flesh beneath her paw and remembered the sleeping Slay. Well, he probably didn’t even feel her footstep on as he slept.
Side stepping and moving a bit backwards, so she was side by side with the male, instead of partially on top of him, her eyes turned back at Colibri and the stranger, although Colibri had said her name out loud.
Hanna. Settling herself again, sitting with her tail wrapped neatly around her front legs like a cat, she glanced down at the slumbering wolf again. Curiously she knelt down and nudged him with a cold, black nose, then righted herself as if she hadn’t done a thing, in case he should wake at her touch. Oh, it was all so confusing, and Cercelee had no idea what to do but watch and wait for someone else to do something, anything.
