<blockquote>Before Lettie went into some sort of panic frenzy Elettra arrived, and instantly the white pup relaxed. She would set Trisden straight, and her words did just that. One thing Arlette knew, they were safe with Elettra around no question about it. Yellow eyes narrowed slightly at the stranger, indicating if he was up to trouble, trouble had found him. As Elettra asked them same question she had to Tris, she looked at her sister who was still speechless. She was pleased to see Trisden take a moment over the sitation, but Arlette was not one to smile smugly -not in this. Large ears cupped forward when Tris started saying something about the pack. This new wolf introduced himself, and she gawked at him like he was some sort of figment of her imgination. Elettra was here, but Lette was apprehensive about this stranger without her mother reassuring them. Still she listened, his name being Crux, and a pleasnt twang to his tone. She did not stare to long at the large male, she looked to Elettra looking for some kind of clue how to take this. If it was alright, or if they should be fearful.
It wasn't Elettra who spoke next. It was the bold tongue of her sister which cut the very brief draw for air. Would she ever feel the need for silence? Arlette kinda assumed she was still on shaky ground, and she watched her cream sibling from the corner of her eye, wishing she could be that brave for a second. Talking to a stranger, and Elettra like it was nothing. Honestly if she could speak half as good as Trisden she would talk more too, or she often thought. She'd stopped talking when father had dissapeared, and it became worse when Prosper had left. She hadn't quite praticed she got all sorta tongue tied now, words just didn't come out he way they should have. She sat a little taller, once more looking to the blacker wolf for indication of what to do. Forehead furrowed, and with her curiosity overriding her fear she found her own tongue. <b>"ou o mum?"</b> She asked, quite timidly.</blockquote>