Sun Mote Copse sonder

It was a drizzly afternoon and Njord sought the girl named @Auburn with a fat hare in his jaws. @Meerkat and the pack had fed the vagrant for the past week, hoping to help her achieve some emotional normalcy until she could be assimilated into their clan.

Njord had yet to meet the yearling, however. The encounter with Kigipigak and Asivaq had left Njord’s heart a bit more bruised than he cared to admit, and so he steeled himself against outsiders… especially ones who acted aggressively in front of his children.

Njord let out a chuff as he approached, not wanting to surprise her.

Auburn had been left in this place alone for the past week, with visitors only bringing food. Given time to think things over, she had calmed down some about this treatment. The idea that she could harm pups in her aggression had sent the cogs in her brain turning. She had never known any other way, but she was realizing that if she wished to make it in another pack, she would have to learn.

When the chuff came, she perked her ears up and made her way cautiously forward. She did not recognize the voice, nor the male who came into view, but that fact that he had brought food tipped her off that he must be part of the Copse. Hello? she said, her voice high but soft, body low to the ground, in reverence but also nervousness.