"Exactly!" the fae responded in an almost overzealous tone, tail wagging enthusiastically behind her despite her usual preference to maintain a calm and composed appearance. She was happy that the stranger, Noemie, seemed to be understanding (and possibly even interested in) the topic of her faith. It wasn't that other wolves had rejected the subject, per se, though she definitely hadn't the slightest idea that she'd just get this lucky today.
"Yes ma'am!" the Archer chirped. "It'll be a long while before I can form a pack of my own, seeing as I'm not even a yearling yet.. But I figure the sooner I can get things rolling the better! And actually, there seems to be a severe lack of spirituality in these lands.. At least when compared to my birth home. It makes me really sad thinking about it, these wolves have nothing to believe in!" Ah, but that was besides the point. Stay on track Macha.
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"Well.." she paused, trying to figure out how to best manage her words so as they wouldn't come across as offensive to anyone if this somehow got back to them. "I suppose, in a way..? They listen, however how much of it they retain or actually even care about could be considered questionable." the Archer let out a soft sigh. Perhaps it wasn't them at all, perhaps she just needed to start thinking about alternative approaches. After all, this was quite a strange world she lived in wasn't it?
Macha's eyes lit up intensely as Noemie spoke her next words, she realized now that the situation that she was currently in was far more serious than she had previously assumed. Noemie had seemingly been quite inquisitive, something of a rare sight when it came to the Moon Mother and these particular lands. "You say you're without a home, correct?" she smiled, voice laced with sticky sweet honey tones. "If you're serious, Noemie.. How about you come back home with me? To pookastone Scowle? I can teach you all about her there, and I promise you with utmost certainty that she will love and accept you as if you'd been following her your whole life."
Macha watched the fae intently as she seemingly struggled to come to her conclusion, anticipation swelling in the young witch's very core. This was the moment of truth, she'd either go home today with her very first follower or things would remain exactly as they were. She obviously preferred the first option, though there would be no force if Noe decided to decline her offer. A moment later, though feeling like hours to the young Archer, her company stated her decision.
"Really?! That's great, Noe!" She grinned, tail wagging at an alarming rate. This was perhaps the best thing that has happened to her since arriving in these new, foreign lands. Well, aside from meeting back up with her estranged family members of course. "Pookastone is a bit south-west from here, it'll be a quick journey really. Oh, Noe! You're gonna love it there!" She grinned. "Here, Follow me! Let's not waste anymore time!" chirping in excitement, the fae began setting off on what would be a pretty easy trip back.
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Sex: Female