Blacktail Deer Plateau You still little flashlight

Niria's night was plenty of bites and howls. Every night, the same race, scaping from her fears, and she still hadn't figured out how to control them. Her hoofs sunk on the cold earth to not finding herself running again as a crazy impolite. The grey wolf was interesting to Niria, who kept on watching her, with her ears laid back now, just on sign of respect to the Gamma. Despite there was nothing to fear about the situation if she calmed down, Niria found herself in an aggresive-defensive position. "Niria" growled "you are in my way..." she explained, but her expresion didn't help a lot showing she hadn't wanted to be rude.

 All had happened so quickly, the wind hiting her face with little branchs and leafs, owls and dreams, and suddendly, she was in front of a stranger, even though Osprey belonged to her new pack. With her breath bumpy, Niria took now some brief look to the woman. A weird shape on the belly of the female took her attention. She was pregnant. What the hel is she doing here if she is with puppys?Where is the father?. The fact of not beeing able to hear someone else around them, made Niria be more nervous, which was obvious in the way she was little by little shrinking in her place, as she was getting ready to jump.


ooc; oh god, this is all a record for me...