Hoshor Plains Sound Off

At first, Bronte had been reluctant to go. But as time passed and she mulled it over, the more appealing such an occasion sounded.

It would mean getting away from the Caldera, the place of so much recent heartache and grief. She would get out and stretch her legs. Meet so many others, and with luck, make a few friends. And, when she discovered that  @Anathema was going, along with @Teya, and @Maia, she just could not refuse! There was no way she was being left behind!

Besides, her heart went out to Anathema, who she felt an instinctual need to stay close to. 

It was with her, to whom she pressed close, on her other side, upon arriving at the congregation. Her soft eyes went wide. There were SO MANY WOLVES. Most of them, she didn't even know. Bronte swallowed thickly, forcing away the urge to step back in intimidation. Her grown in ears only switched back nervously, while she scanned the groups in stunned silence.

After a quick glance back at her mom and Maia, she nudged Ana gently on the shoulder. An encouraging, sisterly gesture of reassurance. Naturally, her eye was drawn to those anywhere remotely her own age. Slowly, she began to drift and ease into the mix. A shy gleam in her eye and a sweet, slight smile for anybody who might lock gazes with her.