Willow Ridge the rapture in the dark

@Sven feel free to archvie! :D

Instinctively she rose again when the woman addressed her, wishing to remain polite. Enthusiastic head bobs followed, though internally Sahalie groaned. She desperately wished to tell the woman that she had it wrong: the little Tainn was not, in no way an explorer. Explorers were reckless and selfish. She came out here with a goal and a plan. She was more like a scout! Scouts didn't explore, they went on missions. But instead all she could do was bob her head and smile. It was indeed exciting to visit new places! But that was all part of the job.


Her attention turned back to Sven expectantly, a little surprised to be offered such hospitality as a meal. But who was she to refuse the kindness? She would gladly eat whatever was set down in front of her. It would be better than the little birds and bark she had been eating up until now. Subconsciously she noted the strangeness of someone having a problem with it, but perhaps things were different in Willow Ridge. Wraith said more or less the same thing. What kind of wolves lived in this place, anyway? She sent a curious look towards her white friend.

As the dark man brushed against her shoulder and made to leave the girl leaned into the gesture. "Thank you so much Mr. Kael! Happy hunting!" In doing so, the girl missed the rising fur on her friend beside her. She turned back to Sven in an excited whirl.

"FEED ME," she cried, her stomach crying along with her.

If @Wraith thought he covered his excitement with that stretch he was kidding himself, but she barely contained the urge to beat her own paws against the earth in response so her judgement was limited to a smirk. Leaning into his touch when his teeth passed through her fur, jaws parted wide in a playful attempt at a jaw spar. The kids weren't the only ones that could have some fun. An ear tipped towards him as he spoke, the offer of a hunt met with a lift of her chin. "I'll join yer, we might catch somethin' decent," she offered with her own smile. She did love the dark wolf's versatility.

She allowed her eyes to pass over the younger wolves once more, the excitement of their conversation good fuel to get her own blood pumping in preparation for the chase to come. "As I said, any drama jus' call," she reinforced, moving in to nudge her nose somewhere behind @Sven's ear before turning to follow Wraith out towards more open ground. "Behave yerselves!" was thrown over her shoulder, the smirk betraying that she really didn't mean a word. Children should be allowed the freedom to be children.

-Morg exit-

(This post was last modified: Apr 06, 2016, 12:32 PM by Morganna. Edit Reason: ipad hell )