Thunder Dome Winter flames race the wind

Fade with your post~? c:

The smirk that touched his lips did not go unnoticed, however she understood it was not meant to be cocky. It was friendly, perhaps formed out of amusement, and thereby accepted as a positive occurrence, rather than the negative most took the expression as being. Her opinion of him remained on the rise, for he'd accepted her touch and had not pulled away. It was an important gesture, in her mind, and while it was most likely not nearly as important to her as it'd been to him, she still found the meaning behind it to be of great importance. Her tribe was growing, and soon she would be able to lay an official claim to the peak. It would become her's—no, their's—and no one would be able to steal it away from them. A home fit only for those who were loyal, those pure of heart.

Again, his tail wagged, yet she thought it to be different from the previous. She knew she'd made the right decision in allowing him entry to her tribe. Not only was he loyal, but he'd seemed legitimately happy to have been granted access into her ranks. The yearling could think of nothing worse than permitting someone entry who was not thoroughly pleased by the idea of joining them. Not only would that sentence them to a life of sorrows, but it would be unhealthy for the mountain, too. Asterr was grateful for the existence of wolves like Jolon, and could only hope that, someday, more like him would gather at their doorstep.

A soft titter managed to slip past her lips, followed by, "You need not thank me." It was a home that he'd needed, and followers she'd sought. Both parties were left satisfied by the acceptance, and so she felt neither demanded thanks to be given. "Assisting a member out in any way will never be a problem for me," she assured him, taking the lead in order to show him around the territory. She led him all around, pointing out which paths were safest to travel across and what areas he should be most careful in. At the end of their trek, she'd led him to the cavern, telling him of the safety it provided and how it was the best location to find a place of slumber. The forest within it was lush and healthy, almost as if winter had yet to touch it. It was there she left him go to investigate more, if he so pleased, for she knew no dangers to lurk within the woods. It was there that he would be safest, and there she hoped to someday learn more about him.