Alpine Lake And then walk until our feet are torn

WC: 233

All good- she'll just go back home. Thanks for the thread! <3

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Niamh snorted when the male up front told her he wasn’t interested, and took his leave. She held her breath for a few moments until the large, galacial creature had stalked off, until she couldn’t hold her breath any longer- and finally released a tonne of tension in the form of raucous laughter. Her laughter wouldn’t likely carry over the wind, and she’d waited long enough that he’d also likely been far away that he wouldn’t hear. But if he did turn his head to look back, he would’ve seen Niamh stand up, shaking her head and smiling wickedly before she shook the ice out of her pelt, and began to meander back in the direction of her homelands.

She was glad that she’d stuck around to see who he really was before she’d put in an earnest effort to recruit him- he wouldn’t have done well in the pack at all. It was a learning situation for her, and she knew that right away. You simply couldn’t judge someone by the first impression that they gave. He’d started off as a guy- a strong, capable, potential pack mate with a decent sense of humour- and had ended up being a stuck-up man who had a better-than-thou attitude that had no place in her pack. She walked back to the plateau going over the story again in her mind, occasionally chuckling to herself.

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