02-01-2009, 04:28 PM
Iskata shook her head at the silliness of the female but just smiled. The words that she spoke of the silver and gold woman's history just made her shake her head as she scuffed. "Bravery, no. And my rank's not as impressive as you would think. I was one of the pack's founders.." The Sadira woman really wasn't all that her past was cracked up to be, she might have been a good leader but she was a sour old puss now and just seemed to make everyone else's world a little bit more stressful. While if she was back to her old self the pack might come back to her to share their thoughts and care for her opinions but she hadn't walked that road yet.
She rubbed at the itching scars on her face as she asked, "Have you been out in the fields yet.." she wondered if this new packmember had given the bull anything fun to do, like chase her out of the padlock and away from his herd, or perhaps she'd come across the stallion in his own pen. One would think the old Matriarch was crazy for keeping such strange prey, the type that would and could fight back, but she saw wisdom in it and the pack would too one day... she hoped. If they didn't then atleast she had tried something new.
She rubbed at the itching scars on her face as she asked, "Have you been out in the fields yet.." she wondered if this new packmember had given the bull anything fun to do, like chase her out of the padlock and away from his herd, or perhaps she'd come across the stallion in his own pen. One would think the old Matriarch was crazy for keeping such strange prey, the type that would and could fight back, but she saw wisdom in it and the pack would too one day... she hoped. If they didn't then atleast she had tried something new.