Drooping Willows Tango

Grossly backdated leaderbump thread for @Craw

So much had happened in such a short span of time. Her new duties had taken some adjusting to and she realised her time with Craw had been sacrificed more than once. It simply would not do. She still had so much to learn.


With the sun beginning to set, the autumn willows bathed in gold and bronze, she set out to find the silver wolf and share her news, unload her mind a little. It made no sense for her to trust him so implicitly, and yet she couldn't help but open up to him in ways that formerly were solely reserved for Skoll. 

First she thought to check the den, finding nobody around she moved to the caches and then the borders, finally finding a trail recent enough to pursue. Of course she could have simply summoned him, it was her right as leader after all, but this was not urgent, and she was not comfortable imposing herself on her pack mates unless it was absolutely necessary. 

Hearing a rustle ahead, and the steady sound of well placed steps, familiar with the ground on which they traversed she chuffed a greeting, just in case her approach had been concealed. She would offer a companionable nudge of her nose to his temple (that would probably land on his cheek for the difference in size) before falling in step next to the silver wolf. This late in the evening there was no rush to go blurting all her feelings out straight away. There was a lot to process yet.