Breezeblocks

so sorry for the wait. you can throw one more reply in if you want, vami, or you can just archive it. either works with me.

The matriarch of the Willows offered the knowledge she had of the leaders and Alisa was satisfied with what she found out; Narime and Sloane Thorben were their names and, apparently, their bonds with Elettra Archer were well formed. The silver yearling nodded her slowly and opened her mouth to speak when the peppered woman began to move forward—perhaps an escort in the direction of the Caverns? Alisa would not object. She wanted to prove she would work well with the Ridge wolves upon her return. Complying with the leader of the pack seemed like the best way to do exactly that. The leader stopped, however, and the yearling couldn’t help but steal a glance upward to her cheek. The woman’s nose was lifted and as Alisa inhaled the chilled air, she could understand why. Death’s scent caught her attention.

The yearling slinks after Elettra, glancing to the borders briefly. She would return, of that Alisa was sure. It didn’t take long to find the corpse of the starved creature—a goat or deer of some kind?—and the peppered matriarch allowed a comment to pass her dark lips. “Perhaps,” the silver girl responded, blinking down at the meal as Elettra spoke once more. “Of course, I would be more than happy to.” Tentatively, she stepped forward to test the boundaries before she set about quickly removing the back leg of the deceased creature. Though she felt hunger sting her gut, she did not allow it to show and would continue to force it back until she was far out of the sight of Elettra Archer and her followers. Finally, when leg was severed from body, Alisa allowed herself to look once more to the chest of the Archer woman. “Thank you, Elettra. I will be back.” With a final dip her silver crown, the yearling grasped the leg in her jaw and took off at a quick trot. She would definitely be back.

(This post was last modified: Nov 27, 2013, 01:35 PM by Alisa.)