Sunspire Mountains Return Of The White Wolf

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Thanks were given, but it fell on deaf ears. She was troubled, deeply so, uncertain of whether her decision had been the correct one or not. There was only one thing she'd ever asked of any of the members, and the female had gone against that. Her actions weighed heavily on the yearling's mind, causing a frown to show through across her maw. It was very out of place on her muzzle, not seeming to fit the girl's usual demeanor, but many things had showed changes as of late. The dragoness didn't know how to react to it all, and was just happy that majority of her founding members remained. Without them, she would be lost. They reassured her with their presences alone, which had contributed greatly to her choice in giving the pallid woman a second chance. There would not be a third, however, not unless the impression made this time around was absolutely wonderful.

Being shown so much submission was new to her, but she did not insist that the other stop. She did not comment on her posture at all, actually, just turned away to face the direction of the lair. "Follow me," Asterr murmured, sparing not a single glance at her newly accepted tribe mate. It would take a great deal of effort to earn back her trust, that was for sure. Without waiting to hear if Ezimette had anything more to say, the chieftess began at an easy jog in the direction of the tribe's borders. The short trip would consist of silence from the dragoness' end, and the moment they were within the territory she would head off to clear her mind; essentially leaving the pale wolf to her own devices, but for how long had yet to be determined.