Wolf RPG

@Fox

(Set after the meeting)

Rina looked out into the forest. Birds chipped above her and rustling in the undergrowth alerted her to animals moving about on their daily business. Even if you weren't busy, you could always be very sure that someone near you always would be. Rina still hadn't found a den for herself in her new packland's nor made herself very acquainted with any of it's members. Perhaps she'd meet someone today.
With a smile, the girl started walking through the forest, her eyes sharp and focused; ready to pick up on any potential densites.
After wandering for about an hour or so, Rina took a rest for a drink. She sat at the water's edge, looking at her reflection. How different I look to the me from last year. If I'd stayed at home I would have never experienced any of this. I'd be sitting under my sister's rule, miserable Rina took a quick drink and sat for a few moments more.

Slowly, but surely, Fox was breaking out of the walls she had put up around herself since coming to the plateau. The former creek wolf (seeing as she couldn't bring herself to refer to herself as a plateau wolf just yet) had not missed her acquaintance's glance at the meeting, although she had failed to recall the girl's name. Their introduction had been a short one, and long ago. Not to mention the fact that Fox had a terrible memory and forgot names as quickly as she was introduced to them.

One thing Fox did remember was the girl's scent, and she picked up on it easily. She followed it slowly, still not familiar with the lay of the land at the plateau. Once the Beta spotted the silky girl, she let out a soft chuff to announce her presence, and then paused to regard the other wolf with keen, grey eyes.

Rina sat for a few moments more. The forest was alive with summer. As Rina was about to raise herself from her spot, she recognised a familiar scent. Just as she registered it as Fox's, she heard a whuff behind her. The woman turned around to greet her, a smile on her face. Miss Fox! Hello! Rina paused and let the woman take her in, doing the same. The fiery femme's wounds still caught her eye, but Rina decided that Fox would explain if she wanted to.

The woman did a bad job of hiding the worry in her eyes. Pastel blue eyes asked for an explanation. A sudden thought crossed her mind. Would the woman in front of her be angry at her sudden disappearance? Rina wiped the thought away. Surely not. It wasn't exactly her fault anyway...

It seemed her counterpart was not about to attack her, and so Fox allowed herself to relax. She had worried that Rina might have been sent here to hurt her in some way or another, as some kind of revenge for her actions at Swiftcurrent. It would be a long time before Fox referred to them as "mistakes." That is, if she ever referred to her actions as mistakes at all. If there was anything that was true, it was the fact that Fox was a proud, stubborn beast. Being in a pack full of (mostly) new faces had thrown her for a loop, but time would allow her to roll back into her usual habits.

“You remember my name,” Fox said with a smile, “I cannot say the same.” Convinced that the other girl was not going to lash out at her, Fox took a few more steps forward and sniffed at Rina's shoulder. “Sights and smells have always been easier than words for me.”

Rina smiled as Fox relaxed. It seemed she didn't seem to be mad about the disappearing thing, well, hopefully. You remember my name. I cannot say the same. As she smiled, Rina chuckled. I can't blame you. I haven't met that many people here in the wilds to remember. I t was true, Rina had met less than a dozen in the Teekon Wilds while she was here. Rina watched at ease as Fox stood forward and smelled her shoulder. sights and smells have always been easier than words for me.
The woman nodded. It was easier.

My name's Rina Seinn Feadhaill, although just call me Rina As the girl pronounced her full name, as she seldom did, her heavy Scottish Hebridean accent came back for a moment, betraying her birthplace.

(Sorry, phone post)

Rina. Yes, that was it. The name did shoot of a neuron in Fox's peabrain, and she gave Rina a pleasant smile to indicate that she would remember from now on. “Where did you toddle off to? After Swiftcurrent, I mean?” Fox inquired. Obviously, it wasn't like Fox was about to chastise her for it. There was no need to. In fact, there wasn't much likelihood that she would have chewed her out even if she had come back to Swiftcurrent Creek and Fox had still been leading there. As long as there were able-bodied wolves around, Fox didn't care too much if they left on their own accord.

Fox made no mention of her own journey from there to here. She wasn't in a rush to relive the events of the past couple of weeks, nor did she want to burden Rina with her long-winded story when they had only just had a reunion. Still, Fox was curious to know more about her new (old) pack-mate.

Rina flinched slightly as Fox enquired. “Where did you toddle off to? After Swiftcurrent, I mean?” The ordeal that wrenched her from Swiftcurrent had traumatised her, and the girl hadn't quite recovered from the ordeal herself. She looked away and took a breath before replying. Some... people, from my birthpack came after me, under orders from the queen. They took me away. It was only recently I managed to escape and lose their trail.

As Rina spoke her body shook very slightly, barely noticeably. The wolves had done things. Things Rina would never speak about. The question wether they would come back haunted her.

"Jesus fuck," Fox gaped. She had been expecting something along the lines of Rina deciding she didn't fit in at the creek. Or perhaps she had just gotten bored of it. Or maybe some handsome young fella had whisked her away. But to hear that Rina had been kidnapped, for all intents and purposes, was more than jarring to the young leader. "Were they Tortuga wolves?" she asked, her expression suddenly changing to a stern, if not slightly worried, look.

The Tortuga wolves had kidnapped Bones, and Fox wondered if they had come back for another captive to add to their lot. Those slimy bastards were good for nothing. Except for Cutthroat, who had served the creek well. And while Fox had never been certain of his loyalty, she did not think he would have done such a thing. Perhaps she had been wrong.

Fox didn't put two-and-two together, of course. There were plenty of reasons the story of the Tortuga wolves didn't make sense, but she was a wolf to speak and act on her first instinct more often than not.

Rina eyed Fox, startled by her reaction. It was not what she had expected, if she had expected anything. Shuffling a few centimetres backwards, Fox said, suddenly very serious, "Were they Tortuga wolves?"

Tortuga? Who were they? N- no. At least, I don't think so. Th-these were wolves sent by my sister. They didn't tell my anything... Who were these wolves? Did Fox know them? Rina was suddenly a lot more shaken than she had been before.

“Oh,” replied Fox once Rina explained that it was not Tortuga wolves who had captured her and taken her away. “I’m glad you got away. Why did they want to take you away in the first place?” asked Fox. Even the kidnapping of Bones was a mystery to her. She did not understand why Cutlass insisted on taking back a daughter she barely knew. Bones's home had been at the creek, with Fox, but she had been ripped from that for no good reason.

If there was one thing that could be said of Fox, it was that she cared for her pack-mates. She may not have been the smartest, nor the most level-headed, but she did care for them. When she put them in danger, it was not because she thought they were disposable. It was that she thought on a different level when stress was placed upon her.

The two ladies continued their conversation for some time before they went their separate ways.