The Beginning

Lilin Soulstorm · 08-31-2012, 11:04 AM

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She accepted the explanation with pursed lips when it was made clear that the western pack had no intentions of packing up and leaving. Although he'd enlightened both Virdings as to why they held the title of nomads, it soothed her none. She had lived among roamers- their nomadic lifestyle was ingrained in their blood and it was far from temporary. A group seeking a home, much like she and her friends had been, was nothing but hopeful loners in search of a better life. Exasperation swelled within her and she bit her tongue, aware that sparking an argument over something as trivial would do them no good.

The Soulstorm heir chanced a furtive glance downward, hoping to catch a glimpse of her mate's thoughts in response to their proposal. While Sangi'lak appeared to see proximity as beneficial, an advantage of sorts - Lilin saw it as the exact opposite. There was little opportunity in this; not now, at the very least. They knew very little about each other; safe for the fact that Sangi'lak had been disrespectful enough to claim lands far too close. Surely they weren't daft - they'd known of Vinatta's presence in the vicinity when they'd settled and taken the other side of the Grand Lake; one of their most prominent landmarks. They had done so without knowing who stood on the other side, putting their own members at risk for a swift death had it been another, less than lenient pack.

Saul had spoken his piece, his reticence clear in the timbre of his voice. It was then that Lilin chimed in, her suggestion aiming to assess just how willing they were to make things right and establish a connection with Vinatta. ''A good starting point would be for you to show good faith by moving further west, away from us.'' This conversation was pretty much pointless if Sangi'lak weren't willing to do so.

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