- tell me something good, put my mind at ease, and whisper sweet dreams for me.
The flow of newcomers had been very overwhelming to the youngest Lyall pup. She couldn't choose if it was whether it was because most were males, or just the growing of the pack which had only been family and friends. So her nerves were against her when her mother had announced a meeting she all, but wanted to go. She much rather hide in the den, and listen without numerous eyes upon her. It wasn't like Lettie didn't trust her mother, but she didn't care for the new company. In her eyes it was bad to have so many strangers she did not know around. Surely something bad was bound to happen once more. She'd done her best not to fuss. It wasn't like her to voice her own problems. Lately with the new members she had for the most part stuck with trailing Hocus, and Trisden. For one reason their disappearance had scared her, and if they were going to leave she would be very insistent to go with. They were not leaving her alone again. Secondly, it was much better knowing they were with her, and she wouldn't encounter any of the new faces alone. Sometimes she might seek out Jayse herself, or follow short on her father's trail. She did what she did best --remaining unheard, and unseen.
Dragging her feet it was with a pinch of fear she hung close to her siblings, and put herself close to Raigo without being to far from Trisden's side. She was aware of many who came, but her bright yellow eyes were glued to her mother, the steady rock in all this chaos. She listened, trying to keep up with the announcement, and what it meant not only for her, but everyone. What was the most interesting to her was Kade would lead beside her mother. Not her father. The girl looked to steal a glimpse at him wondering how he too this. Arlette was sure her heart dropped, or maybe it had jumped in her throat. The girl had to use all her will power from stopping to turn around to see her father's face. Part of her believed they would work out the rift between them, and everything would be as it was. The other part of her felt it was alright. She was aware her mother needed someone, and Arlette had come to trust the dark cloaked wolf after all this time. He hadn't left, and he had chased the black demon with Raigo. All the same her stomach was tight, uncertain about what this specifically meant for them. It didn't quite seem right he had her father's place, now was not the time for questions. Luckily the mention of a hunt cleared all thoughts aside, and she titled her head taking a chance to look at Hocus, and Trisden's expression. Were they ready for a hunt? The butterflies swirled in her stomach, and she tried to picture them catching something larger than themselves. She quivered if a little, before she flattened her ears, mad at herself. She was almost a yearling, she couldn't be a scared little rabbit. She straightened up if only to make herself feel better when her mother was finished, leaving the air for everyone to introduce themselves.
Everyone took turns speaking, and she tried to pay attention who was who. It was only Elettra and Raigo she really looked upon. In return she smiled sheepishly to the dark brown fellow, feeling her heartbeat steady by his calm expression. She felt a bit foolish for her worries. Why would anyone let anything happen to them? There were many on her side, and she tried to hold to that to keep her peace.
In the meantime, the seconds drew on her mind was working on what she would say. Her mother had introduced the idea of a job, and she wanted to pick one before she spoke. Each role appealed to her, and for a moment she thought it would be nice to work with Elettra. However, the mention of the latest female having interest, and already another she soon decided against it. No way would she want to be in the middle of that, and perhaps in the future she could pick up on some of the herbal remedies. Kiche actually was the next to really catch her eye, and she spotted Borden by his side. She beamed at both of them, wondering what more Kiche would teach them if he was in the role of Teacher. He had spoken to them on some terms, which Trisden and Hocus seemed much more familiar with. It did would not detour her. She was allured by the idea of finding out more to this creator, and about demons.
A jump of joy instilled in her, hearing her father's voice break among the crowd. This time she turned to see him speak. Then she caught her breath. What would he say? What fear she had died in an instant. He did not mention as if anything was wrong, he volunteered for Keeper. It was than Arlette knew what she wanted to do. Could she really speak up? She lifted her muzzle back toward her mother, if she would guide her to this task. She did not give herself to much time tos peak, as she did not want to lose her nerve."I'm Arlette, and mom, I..I want to learn to be a Keeper."