Sorry about the wait on the reply, it's been a hectic few days of moving stuff/ pets XDThe sable female was sat in her misery for some time, umable to stop her mind from wandering over all of the sorrow that had been welling in her chest. In truth she should be happy, she had found Charm, Deuce had come home and her granddaughter was finally warming to her, but so much had happened in the past few days, there had been so much sorrow, so much terror; she could not help but feel responsible for it, if she had been within the packlands when the fight had begun would things have turned out differently? Had she been there would she have been able to keep Anu from being captured? Would she have been able to attack that great grey male that had carried her off into that canoe? She was determined that she would see him again and that he would feel no mercy beneath her hands when she did so, it had been what she had shouted that day when she had seen Anu being carried off in the boat, and she had meant it, she would make that male rue the day he ever chose to cross the borders onto her homelands. She was simply staring into the dark water, jade eyes fixed on the point where she had seen the boat sailing away with the mother of her grandchildren aboard, she wished more than anything that she had been able to do something, the pack had managed to get little Fia home at least, this was a blessing, but she wished more than anything that the leader was here as well, it broke her heart to see her bronze granddaughter so lost without her, to see Savina having to take on the responsibility of caring for the whole pack alone. This was a burden that Soran knew much about, when Aremys had been formed she had found herself the Gamma wolf in the pack, there had been many a time when the leadership had fallen to her, and although she had been glad to do it for her pack, her family, she knew that it was not an easy task to undergo, she did not envy Savina at this time. The guilt washed over her again as her face contorted with sorrow, still staring out into the cold, unchanging waters of the river. She let out a heavy sigh and rubbed at her jade eyes, she could not cry tears of course, but this was a habit that she had picked up from reading so many human books, when humans cried they wiped their eyes, and Soran often did the same without noticing that she was doing it.
The flash of a white pelt caught Soran's eye and she turned sharply, her dark lips curled over her sharp teeth and her ears flattened to her skull as she stood, her hand reaching for the handle of the hunting knife, pulling it from its holster swiftly, revealing the long, sharp blade. A growl began in her throat as she looked at the stranger, this mysterious girl that was on her pack lands. How dare she! Was she a spy from Aniwaya? For her sake she better not be, the ebony pelted Patrician was unsure how she would react if she did indeed turn out to be a spy, or worse still, another raider. It was at this moment that the wind changed slightly, blowing a scent filled zephyr towards Soran's nostrils, she caught the smell of the pack immediately. How silly she felt now, she was far too jumpy for her own good, she gave a sigh and returned the blade to its holster, her eyes loosing the poisonous fire they had had only a moment before, her ears moving back to their rightful position. She closed her mouth and swallowed hard, feeling a fool; she could barely believe it herself that she had reacted in that way, she had been peaceable for the longest time now, but the war was beginning to stir the old fighter within her, she did not want to be that way, but it was necessary at the moment. But still, she had reacted too quickly some might say, though if truth be told she would have needed to act that quickly had it been an invading force, but it was not, it was a lone girl, a member of the pack. The sable female's shoulders slumped as she looked at the younger female. Her face changed again, this time into an apologetic smile.
I am sorry about that, I hope I did not startle you, with the current war I am perhaps a little more jumpy than I might need to be. Soran said quickly, dipping her head in a sign of an apology, before raising her head to look at the pale female once again. She managed a warmer smile now, this girl was no foe, she was a member of the pack, she was practically family, it would not do for Soran to seem cold and unfriendly now.
My name is Soran, what is yours? She asked, bowing her head again slightly as she introduced herself, trying to be even more polite now that she had acted so threateningly towards the younger girl, she felt very foolish and hoped that this pale female would accept her apology.
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