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When he agreed that they items they were gifting to the clan were indeed fine, she still detected that he was unsure. It confused her, for a wolf with his size, power, and position, what was there to be uncertain of? Alyssum knew he was not a shy beast, having spoken in front of her packmates many times before in ceremonies and at the ball alongside the Artisan leader, so the idea of him speaking peacefully with another alpha would not be a dire situation for him.
Her thoughts her disturbed when a pale shape drifted past them and into the cart, and she followed Jazper's gaze and a second later smiled when she realized it was only the young owl. The magpie was easily roused by the new company, and eyed the female for a moment with glittery and narrowed black eyes. But, despite his rather ungraceful awaking, he passed some silent judgement and approached the owl closer and chirped some warm greeting in a speech that was a bit akin to the owl's, though deeply accented.
The woman turned back to Jazper as he answered her remark, and could not help but smirk at his explanation. She even added a small laugh as he added the last bit in case he offended her, which she wasn't. "Its okay. The skulls freaked me out at first, too, but you get used to them. They're only for show, and as a warning," she stated in a matter-of-fact tone. She believed that the man was overreacting a bit, but then again, she wasn't a full blooded wolf. It wasn't her kin's bones lining the border of a species on the opposite spectrum.
After the wagon was stopped and the calls sounded, Alyssum made sure everything was in place before stepping down from the seat herself. She caught the Sole's eyes again and gave another reassuring smile, somehow knowing that everything was going to go swimmingly and he shouldn't be worried. While Macbeth remained on top of the cart, having some leverage, the coyote mix stood next to the black male, knowing that it would not be long until someone answered his call.
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