Wolf RPG

Aviana was nervous, to say the least, and her body shook with the need to not be here. Seb tried to sooth her, and his presence did, to a point. But, knowing he had called the pack to all gather here made her nervous. She had already met Brandy, and she turned out to be rather nice, but it was the males Aviana was most worried about. 

She sat next to Seb, her front paws dancing on the ground as she struggled to stay in one spot. She glanced to the pup, seeing if she was doing any better, before extending her neck to nose her brother, as if she needed to touch him to make sure he was still there. She tried to focus on him, and not the fear.

Meetings (rather gatherings in general) made Stitch anxious. Her flighty and timid nature made absolute sure of that, and it was pure torture. For a moment as Sebastian's call rang out through the air Stitch had the actual thought of playing hooky because the thought of being around so many others at one time honestly terrified her. Yet, she knew it was bad form and ungracious of her — not to mention it was important if Sebastian was calling the whole pack together and she banished her thoughts of hooky and made her way to where his call had risen from, ignoring the fibers of her being that begged and sobbed for her to flee.

It relieved the Kesuk-DeMonte to see that she wasn't the first one there but also didn't relieve her at the same time. Her steps were slow, her eyes doe-like as she took in her packmates and those she did not recognize from first glance. Admittedly, she had yet to really meet any of her pack mates but she'd seen them in passing and for the moment that was enough for the timid Stitch whose often approach to new wolves was to stare at them like a deer caught in someone's headlights or nope off in the other direction.

Stitch's crystalline blue gaze swept over the two females she did not know: one an adult and the other a little girl. The girl couldn't have been more than a few months old and though Stitch was innately curious she kept to herself off to the side, present but content to be invisible.

Odette took a deep and nervous breath when Sebastian howled for the pack.  The small three month old pups eyes began to nervously dart to and fro, on the land that lay before them, waiting for someone to come into view.  Although Seb telling her not to worry and that these wolves were nice did calm her down abit, she was still very nervous and scared to meet so many wolves at once.  Especially since she didn't know any of them.

There was another wolf next to Odie who the pup did not know yet, so a couple times Odette would quickly cast glances at the other wolf, wondering who she was, but was much to timid to ask, so Odie stayed silent as a mouse.  Still she had that nagging feeling to ask, Odette was still able to ignore it.  After all, she would probably find out later... right?

The first wolf to come was a very pretty female, who sported a bronze coat.  The young female seemed friendly enough and Odie found that she rather enjoyed the female's goofy smile at her.  She wondered if anoyone had ever looked at her like this at Silvertip Mountian... maybe a long time ago when she was little, but Odette doubted it.  Still it made Odette very nervous to suddenly be at the center of attention.  She was grateful that she wasn't alone though, because that other female was next to her.  It made her feel all the more comfortable to know that she was sharing the attention with someone else.  Still it was very nerve racking for the pup due to her personality traits.

The next wolf to come was a beautiful stark white female with gorgeous piercing blue eyes.  The female triggered a few old memories of June, her half-sister, but other than that Odette found herself in awe with how pretty this wolf was, just as she had been when she first met June.  Silently Odette wondered what would have happened if none of her family had died yet.  Where would she have been at this very moment?  Still at Silvertip Mountain?

The third wolf to approach and appear was a grey, black and white male.  He looked pretty handsome indeed, but seemed pretty nervous just as her, mostly do to his stutter.  It made him seem like more of the nervous and timid type.  Odette was secretly glad that she hopefully wasn't alone.  Still who knew, maybe this wolf was just like one of the cannibals that ate her mother from Silvertip Mountain.  Maybe everyone here was, but then again maybe they were all better.  Odie would find out eventually.

Soon after the stuttering male came a strong built looking male with a mixture of darker colors which held various shades of black and brown.  Odette watched the male out of the corner of her eye for a few seconds.  He slowly started to approach her but then just stopped, seemingly changing his mind.  Odie was confused as to why the darker furred male had stopped but didn't really think over it too much as the next wolf appeared.

By now Odette was trembling with anxiety, with so many wolves suddenly surrounding her.  The last time that Odie had been in the midst of so many wolves had been a while ago... before June, her Mother and her poor sweet brother had died.  This wasn't as scary as last time, since she had done a meet and greet before, but this was still scary and nerve racking for Odette with her timid nature.  Although when the newest wolf to come and meet her and the other female, Odette felt much more at ease as soon as Valtyr or Val as he called himself tried to make small talk.  He seemed pretty friendly so Odette responded in a quiet squeak of a voice.  "Hi."

All the attention seemed to be on the new pup, and Aviana was deeply grateful for that, for it meant less eyes on her. Her own gaze shot between the members who were arriving, darting from this wolf to that, never settling on just one. That was until a rather confident male came next in line and introduced himself as Valtyr. He seemed confident and savvy, and Aviana instantly disliked him from the moment he opened his jaws. Her Uncle had been like that, smooth and sure of himself. Her ears flattened on her head as it lowered, her once-shifty eyes centered on him. She felt trapped, knowing she wasn't supposed to leave, but not wanting this male near her. In a world of fight or flight, Aviana was moments away from choosing fight. Her eyes exposed her fear, as the muscles in her body prepared it to lunge at him.

Sebastian broke her thoughts, and her head jerked in his direction. He wanted her to follow him. Aviana's gaze shifted back to her perceived threat before she did as her brother said, slinking off to follow him. She kept Valtyr in view, however, until he was far enough away that she felt the threat lessen. Her attention moved to another male who had introduced himself with a stutter earlier. This one seemed far less confident, and that actually made Aviana feel a margin of ease with him. If others acted as she, she felt they were less likely to attack her. Confidence scared her, but awkwardness didn't. 

Sebastian introduced this male as his brother, and for a moment Aviana looked perplexed and confused. As Sebastian and she were siblings, Aviana knew Aduin was not related to them. But, Sebastian had obviously had this whole other life in the year and a half they had been separated. It was obvious he had formed new bonds with new wolves and had made a new family. She felt a tinge of jealously. Sebastian was happy here, surrounded by those he trusted, while Aviana had no choice but to run all this time. Her life had been vastly different from his, and for a moment she wondered if she'd really be able to fit in here. She didn't have happy days, and it was apparent these wolves did. She lived her life in fear that past events would repeat themselves, and acted accordingly to prevent it. Her entire life now revolved around a single transgression that she could not put behind her.

The realization depressed her, and she frowned, her gaze falling to the ground. She said nothing, lost in her own mind that was far from this clearing, this gathering and these wolves.