The ignorance of youth was oddly tolerable to witness, more so because there was a time when the warden had been much the same. Unaware of the complicated makings of the world, instructed with only she need know of what to do and whom to follow. She imagined that the youth’s place in the pack was under similar regulations to ensure it would be maintained. And though while she was sympathetic to it, she was not wholly generous as to regard it without difficulty.
The woman simply smiled to the youth though made no move to rise nor intent to harm. “I do enjoy the flowers,” she shared with little hesitation. “And it is doubtful your warning would send me elsewhere.” Truth be told, unless it was the whole of the pack to rain down on her, she was quite confident that her place in the meadow was secure. Regardless of how close to the Creek borders it might have been.
“Does your Alpha not require you to scout further from the borders?” she inquired gently in genuine interest. For one that was inclined to keep to their own lands more, it was odd that she would permit them to venture from their home. Unless what was said had been a means to discourage further opportunities peace. |