Last Speck Of Hope
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When Ciara noticed Zalen’s scent on the wind she began to swish her tail happily behind her. Her head turned, tawny ears pricked in the stranger’s direction still so she could catch his words as well. As Zalen came upon them and postured in front of the other male, the Epsilon moved to meet her Alpha’s cheek with her nose. She bumped it gently, offering a few greeting and affectionate licks to his chin. Her posture relaxed a little, her tail dropping a few inches beneath Zalen’s but still in a dominant posture as well, for she was an Epsilon.

After Zalen had thoroughly sniffed Demogorgon, his acidic green eyes turned to Ciara. She waited a moment and realized that he was giving her the floor with this newcomer. Pride swelled within the golden beauty, feeling this was a large show of respect to her. Her tail swished a time or two again and then she turned back to Demo, ears pricking forward to catch the last few words of his reply.

Your appearance is not offensive, Demogorgon,she replied, mentally noting that in the future she’d call him Demo. You have not crossed our border and there is no offense there either, you needn’t worry. New Dawn is a strong pack which follows the natural ways. We here that are Luperci most often stay in this natural form, and we do not use the humanistic ways that other packs use. A good number of our members are natural wolves such as yourself, including my mate and our Beta.

She felt this explanation would comfort the male who looked so lonely. At the same time, she wasn’t giving enough away that he could hurt New Dawn with the information if he was indeed a spy of some kind. The golden girl couldn’t detect any of those bad qualities in him so far, but now she was curious as to what he could bring to the pack. What skills or abilities do you have that you can bring to our pack? I’m assuming by your age that you have had experience in pack life.

She moved closer to Zalen while she waited for the male to reply, rubbing her side to his and bumping flanks. It had been too long since she’d spent any time with the Alpha, or any pack mates other than her own mate and the other Epsilons. Rubbing her scent into his and gaining his own scent made her feel more like a pack member, and instilled the sense of family she so valued. After rubbing him and bumping her nose to his shoulder blade gently, Ciara sat on her haunches, intent on the stranger’s answer.

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