Sex: Female-finally finishes this thread-
He seemed to think that just because Larkspur was a flower, that it couldn't be a good name. That was unacceptable. "It's a badass flower," she corrected cheerfully, tail waving happily behind her. She still personally thought Larkspur sounded tough, even if it wasn't a poisonous flower. Unfortunately, the pale-furred man seemed not to care about the badassery of his name - she was fairly certain he was even grumpier than Askan, if that were possible.
He didn't want to stick around very long; that was for sure. Cas would've preferred a bit more time to spend getting to know her future packmate, but she didn't want to force him to stay if he wanted to go. She supposed the two of them would have plenty of time to socialize later on, once they'd already formed the pack. If they actually formed the pack.
The silver-dusted girl had no way of knowing that, in just a couple of short months, she and Larkspur would both be second-in-command of a beautiful safe haven for wayward wolves. She didn't know that her life would dramatically improve, or that she'd fall head-over-heels in love with a boy that would follow her across the Lore. Nor did she know what Larkspur was actually capable of doing - that he was more than simply grumpy.
The pale man seemed to approve of her ability, but told her to get going, as well. She was more than willing to comply - she was hungry, and wanted to get back to Niles anyway. "Alright, then. See ya, Larkspur!" she chirped, turning to trot back toward the Wild Rye Fields pack territory.
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