Stone Circle Stone Circle 101

the call had alarmed her a little; brain instantly scrambling across itself in an effort to discover in advance if there was anything she'd done that could result in reprimanding. sure she'd yelled at her son but she'd sought him out afterwards and she was pretty sure they could be considered made up now? not that, she added inwardly, it had been her fault in the slightest. she wouldn't be pleased to be expected to take responsibility for a clay outburst that, judging on west's reaction, she had the inkling was a common enough occurrence. still, standing tall, she'd found the earthy woman quick enough and approached her with an air of suspicious curiosity. she stood amongst the uniquely scattered rocks that seemed to be the pack's vocal point; much like the stream that had wrapped protectively around swiftcurrent. a wistful blink is all that's spared for such a memory as her mismatched gaze peers up at the matriarch. "hey valette-" wait no, way too casual you idiot. mentally stumbling a little; she backtracked with an "er sorry i mean miss uh matriarch" no that just sounded plain weird.

she scowled a little at the ground, trying to hide the heat rising in her cheeks at the disastrous greeting. could she not have just said 'hey' and left it like that like any normal wolf would. cringing inwardly, she glanced hastily at the rocks and waited for her to break the sniggering silence.