Post by zionia on Jan 12, 2011 2:27:08 GMT -5
<Zahira> Zahira sticks her tongue out playfully at the fae. "I be quite well. A bit worried about a tree I saw that looked like a rather short bear took its anger out on recently back in the woods. But i am in great spirits since we...talked..." She lowered her ears as she realized that was probably what had upset the alpha wih what she mentioned about 'topics of conversation.'
* Raen made a sorta of half choked chuckle laugh noise in responce to Zahira's mention of the tree sh--- or rather a small bear /she growled inwardly/ that had been ravished. She composed herself and walked her paws back into a sitting position, tail swaying slowly as she nodded, pleased to hear that the femmes comfort was rising within her home. I am glad to hear it my friend. she said with a
<Raen> bob of he head. She had not known of Zahira's past with her brother but honestly didn't care. New beginnings were for everyone who came through her home. She perked at the sight of movement in the shadows and smiled to a new wolf who approached. They held a thick plume of packscent among them, which signaled they had clearly been among the pack for a time and were not new perse. She huffed a
<Raen> greeting to Ebon. Greetings. she offered with a wag of her auburn tail.
* Ebon has quit (Quit: Long Live Amaranth!)
<Zahira> Zahira would look to where Raen was greeting another woofle, but did not see the other wolf. She tilted her head wondring if the alpha was alright in the head. "Are you..sure you are alright?" She would tep closer to the alpha and look her over making sure she hadnt bonked her noggin or anything.
* Raen had glanced between Zahira and the wolf she spotted only to find only snow falling in their place. She blinked curioiusly at the spot and moved her jaw up and down retardedly There was... she shook her head. Perhaps my illness is still lingering over my senses she remarked slowly, peering around Zahira to wher she could have just sworn she'd seen the form of a young female wolf. She
<Raen> blinked stupidly as if to allow her eyes to adjust and shook her head slightly. I am fine, just a play of the shadows on the snow i suppose she passed off the occurance with a roll of her well muscled shoulders, the scars along the right seeming most prominant now, in the silvery glow of the moon
* Raen made a sorta of half choked chuckle laugh noise in responce to Zahira's mention of the tree sh--- or rather a small bear /she growled inwardly/ that had been ravished. She composed herself and walked her paws back into a sitting position, tail swaying slowly as she nodded, pleased to hear that the femmes comfort was rising within her home. I am glad to hear it my friend. she said with a
<Raen> bob of he head. She had not known of Zahira's past with her brother but honestly didn't care. New beginnings were for everyone who came through her home. She perked at the sight of movement in the shadows and smiled to a new wolf who approached. They held a thick plume of packscent among them, which signaled they had clearly been among the pack for a time and were not new perse. She huffed a
<Raen> greeting to Ebon. Greetings. she offered with a wag of her auburn tail.
* Ebon has quit (Quit: Long Live Amaranth!)
<Zahira> Zahira would look to where Raen was greeting another woofle, but did not see the other wolf. She tilted her head wondring if the alpha was alright in the head. "Are you..sure you are alright?" She would tep closer to the alpha and look her over making sure she hadnt bonked her noggin or anything.
* Raen had glanced between Zahira and the wolf she spotted only to find only snow falling in their place. She blinked curioiusly at the spot and moved her jaw up and down retardedly There was... she shook her head. Perhaps my illness is still lingering over my senses she remarked slowly, peering around Zahira to wher she could have just sworn she'd seen the form of a young female wolf. She
<Raen> blinked stupidly as if to allow her eyes to adjust and shook her head slightly. I am fine, just a play of the shadows on the snow i suppose she passed off the occurance with a roll of her well muscled shoulders, the scars along the right seeming most prominant now, in the silvery glow of the moon
