Sex: FemaleFor a time she dug, working as hard as her limbs would allow, pushing in deep and pulling out even harder with each motion of her forelimbs which in time too would ache with the effort against the thick mud and pouring rain. She paused but a moment then, offering herself time for a pant through a well curved chest equal to the lush curves of her hips. The Italian blooded woman would pull her attention to the pack's youth, Narime, taking note of her shivers and stumbles. The last thing the pack needed was another sick member, mainly that of a young girl and, oddly enough, one of the pack's best hunters that she knew. Elettra's own coating is thick, hairs sprouting at an average length and despite this even she feels a prickle of chills at her spine.
Her long, sturdy limbs lift to un-suction herself from the muck and mess, moving towards Narime's side for aid. Her muzzle, stripped down in black and edged with grays, prod at Narime before her attention directs to the crowd. By the time she thinks it, Skana is always saying it, the suggestion made clear with her submission too, in order to show the respectful gesture that she was not trying to take over. Elettra nods, a small smile offered in secret to the older woman before disappearing. Already, she was proving well worth the position of Advisor Elettra had hoped for. Though Elettra longed to push on, the older woman knew it best to quit whilst everyone was still well. Whilst Remy would forever be there to back Elettra up physically, it would be Skana to back her up vocally.
Nodding, Elettra's skull lifted to it's full height, body bracing the rains as the thunder of her dark tones directed the group once more. "Alright everyone, you heard Skana! Let's head out east to the mountains and get some shelter and rest for the remainder of the night. We'll take care of this in the morning." Tossing her pack mates one last look, she nudges Narime yet once more to get moving, making sure to keep at her side to help the youth through the mud and muck of the flood.
Her long, sturdy limbs lift to un-suction herself from the muck and mess, moving towards Narime's side for aid. Her muzzle, stripped down in black and edged with grays, prod at Narime before her attention directs to the crowd. By the time she thinks it, Skana is always saying it, the suggestion made clear with her submission too, in order to show the respectful gesture that she was not trying to take over. Elettra nods, a small smile offered in secret to the older woman before disappearing. Already, she was proving well worth the position of Advisor Elettra had hoped for. Though Elettra longed to push on, the older woman knew it best to quit whilst everyone was still well. Whilst Remy would forever be there to back Elettra up physically, it would be Skana to back her up vocally.
Nodding, Elettra's skull lifted to it's full height, body bracing the rains as the thunder of her dark tones directed the group once more. "Alright everyone, you heard Skana! Let's head out east to the mountains and get some shelter and rest for the remainder of the night. We'll take care of this in the morning." Tossing her pack mates one last look, she nudges Narime yet once more to get moving, making sure to keep at her side to help the youth through the mud and muck of the flood.
