Elemmíre's Challenge

[Mama Z]

Over-sized paws cross slightly, his left resting peacefully over his right. In comparrison to a human, Zel would have looked like an old man at a business meeting with his legs crossed. The large wolf looked first at Goth then at Ellemere, there wasnt much to say, especially when one was moving from such a grim subject. Tail flickered slightly and he looked away, down over the hill in which they overlooked.

Inside, his mind was churning. He didnt like silences, and when he did it was because he was sleeping or eating. But in either case he was never really quiet, in sleep he tended to snore and eating well we can leave that to the imagination now can't we? Finally it dawned on him, questions! Questions were always fun to ask and they tended to move from one subject to another. 'How much of these lands have you seen?' He questioned turning to look at the newest wolf, silver eyes shinning with curiousity.

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[Relairah]

“Please, excuse my intrusion…” It seemed yet another would join the party, so to speak. From the shadows behind them, where the others seemed to have appeared from, came a young wolfess. Her fur was white as snow, rather thick, and she lazily held great feathery wings at her sides. They were just as w hite, except for the silvery linings on the feathers and the strange swirls of very faint blue here and there. She was a quite attractive young wolf, her build petite though strong."I heard from a distance and couldn't help but curiously mosey over here." A slight smile came across her lips, bringing a shine to her crystal-blue eyes.

She walked steadily toward them, she quite a bit younger than those before her, or that had previously met Elemmíre. She had only come in time enough to hear some of what Goth had been saying. She was a bit unsure of what to say now that she had interrupted what was going on, although she did come to a seated position near the other three, and giving a nod of respect to them. She recognized none of them, at least in appearance, but she could tell that though they had not met that she sat in the presence of two wolves of high rank in the pack. The realization once again came to her that though she had met so many in the pack, she really knew so very few. However, what she came here for was not to simply meet others she hadn't met...

Turning her gaze upon Elemmíre, and not wanting to make herself sound like a fool, "Have you already been somewhat informed of the situation at hand in these lands?" Her question was rather soft, almost timid-like, and she glanced toward Zel and Goth briefly before turning her gaze toward Elemmíre once again. And, as she waited patiently for what the others' responses would be, as far as for her randomly showing up and questioning and all, she thought about what Zel had asked. Of course... if this wolf she had just questioned had indeed seen only little then she hoped with all her heart that she would be priviledged to help with showing him around, or at least telling him of the lands.

Although... at that moment, she really was hoping that Zel and Goth, the two she recognized as higher rank than herself, wouldn't turn her away harshly or anything of the sort.

OoC: Ah, sorry... didn't turn out quite the way I wanted it to but I have to go x.x; Keehee, so glad to be rping again! ^-^ *huggleseveryoneandshowersallwithlove* xD

[Aveilthé]

"From the air, I've seen the entire packlands," Elemmíre responded
to Zel, "but I've only covered part of the land where the wolves
seem active most. The land itself is massive - yet the right size
for such a large family."

Elemmíre looked around to yet another wolf that entered into
their midst. "Good evening," responded he politely. He felt his
heart do a double leap as he would allow a quick glance to be
given about the wolf's featuers. She reminded him of his dearest.
With this, he had to look away.

[Felypsa]

“This territory is enormous and expansive,” Goth agreed. “I have lived here for quite some time, and still, I have much to surprise. The land is its own creature, and it always has new surprises for its inhabitants.” The Guardian Beta gave a strange, sly half-smile as he said this, his eyes focused elsewhere.

Then his ears twitched, and he turned to face the new arrival, a stranger whom he had never met before. But that was no surprise; how could one be expected to possibly know every face in this huge pack with its innumerable members? She seemed demure but sweet, clearly trying to be viewed without disdain. Goth did not smile, for he was not always the smiling type, but his voice was kind when he spoke to her. “Elemmíre is indeed aware of our pack’s present conditions,” he reassured her. “A greeting to you. Forgive me, but I do not know your face.” He did not introduce himself in return, for he felt she must know who he was. She was acting submissive around him, suggesting that even if she did not know his name, she knew his rank, and respected that. Goth approved of what he saw.