Silver Creek Butterflies fly away

Couldn't not XD

Oryx was not naturally an outspoken or opinionated wolf- but she wasn't sure how to feel when she came across Lilah's scent. Something within her seemed to crak and break apart a bit, and she felt anxious; she was driven to go and find Lilah, and to stay with her, as though to protect her so she began to track down her pack sister in hopes of settling her nerves, if she was worried or anxious about the entire thing. Oryx had yet to go into heat- but just the anxiety from finding out that Lilah had already come into season made her feel as though she'd begun to lose herself to the natural affliction as well. And she wasn't sure how to feel about that, either. 

Their group was still small, and the males had not been assigned wives yet, which worried Oryx. She had thought that this might come to pass before the breeding season came around- and it seemed now that Grayson's hand might end up being forced into making decisions sooner than he had intended to. Secretly, she still harboured hope for herself, but as meek as she was, she was too frightened to try and press her luck by tailing the males of the group around. She would rely on fate...And then go through whatever fate spelled out for her. 

She was not the only one who had tagged along Lilah's trail, and she whimpered slightly when she saw that both Grayson and another male- one she did not recognize- had found her first. Oryx wasn't sure if she was intruding or not- but it appeared as though Grayson was trying to fend off the foreign male, so to reassure her pack sister- as she felt her duty was- she moved toward Lilah with a soft whine, hoping to distract her and lure her away from the males in case they got violent.