Secret Woodlands Ghost Town [S]

@Flair

Nia was too excited to pick up on the woman's dislike of current conversation. She didn't note the red wolf's lips crinkle or mind her ears much. Instead she stood waiting and listening like an insufferably excited pup. Her tail wagged and her lips were pulled into a smile.

It was when Flair shook her head that disappointment befell the cream wolf. Her ears and head lowered, not in submission, but smpthathy. Nia wasn't sure what she'd done to cause the stranger to look hurt, but it wasn't intentional. She frowned at the repeated phrase, also peering back into the den. Emerald eyes shifted back as more words were uttered.

Nia blinked a few times. The idea had never once crossed her in her three years. She was raised to be a valuable member of Secret Woodlands. Told all her life she was a rightful heir. Taught to heal, advise, and lead. She'd studied hard...for Secret Woodlands. Yet she'd never even known the pack. Her tail fell as realization washed over her. "My own?" She whispered back.

The other woman was speaking words of departure now, but Nia decided to shoot her shot. "Well this was your home once before. You're welcome to stay however long as you wish, so long as you bring no harm to us. If you'd like...you're welcome to call it home again." Not waiting to hear the woman's response, the Hervok turned away. Rejection was most likely from this one, but she'd let her maul over the decision on her own. With her peice done the winter dame slipped back into the den to wrap around her mother's body. She snuggled close, licking the top of her elder's crown.

-Fade-