Patiently she waited, minding her own person as she did, until the distinct sound of footfalls alerted her to an approach. Sure enough, by the summon of her host, her mentor revealed himself in confident stride, acknowledging first his 'wife' then her second, but in passing. In either instance she remained silent, observant in the interactions between the pair, though withdrew from her personal chore to listen attentively.
By the tone of the vibrant female, she was not pleased with the Vale wolf's intentions with her companion. Though for the life of her, she couldn't imagine why. Sadly, she did not understand the political stress that come with her appearance nor the true vision of the Creek leader. To her, this was a matter that did not need the care of another. She would do no harm and pose no threat, just as she was certain the same was of her mentor. She was transparent in her intentions.
Quietly, she observed the two as Njal explained their arrangement in greater detail, but it was with a skeptic's tilt to her crown. Join their ranks? If she recalled correctly, he was quite adamant on pushing her away from the Creek on their first encounter. From neutral grounds no less! But rather than correct him, she remained dutifully silent, simply waiting for either the female to speak, or for Njal to begin his assessment and lesson. She was in no rush though she was growing restless with the wait. Had she traveled all this way to hear a conversation, she would have done better to listen to the chatter of the woodland birds. |