Silvertip Mountain The Mountian

Krypton's eyes remained ahead, but they quickly casted themselves over Atair. She seemed to be stuck on the word 'family'. Silvertip was a family pack, at least to what Krypton believed in. She however was brought out of her small ideas when Atari spoke about Zaria, how interesting it was to be a mercenary and a poison expert. Indeed though, it was quite a power combo.

The earthy woman's attention was brought to a weird sound made by the other look-alike female. It sounded like a cough, but a fake one almost. Krypton felt her brow squint the tiniest in confusion. What a strange sound! Why would she make it though, was she hiding something? Krypton didn't take a deep look like she intended mostly since Atari quickly covered it and excused herself.

The agouti woman nodded her head, letting her know it was quite alright. "I know both of us haven't had much of a family, especially on your part." Krypton spoke with an elegance not many heard, but she spoke softly as well. Atari's story was sad, one being abandoned by her mother and taken in by another wolf/wolfess. However, Krypton matched it with the murder of her brother and losing of her title to alpha. Humiliation and embarrassment, it was awful. Her swirled eyes casted over to the other girl once more to try to connect with hers. "But I promise you this, the pack will be your family, through thick and thin."