Greatwater Lake dragon's tooth

Sorry for letting this get so old, guys. :(

Her turquoise eyes swept over the dark child, and though her heart ached for the small wolf, her expression gave nothing away. If this were Themiscrya, the priestess would not have cared to hear the child's story; at least not in the way that Junior began to present it, as a petition to stay. If they were home, there would have been no need. The Nereides would have taken her in without question, without consulting the sprite's parents. Even now, it was difficult for Aktaiê to feign caring for the child's origin pack; she was old enough by Nereides standards to make her own choices.

But it would not do to make enemies in this new land.

She was vaguely aware of a consort milling nearby, and stifled the urge to show him her teeth; the presence of Junior stifled her instinct, for she didn't wish to upset the girl further. As the young wolf began to explain, upset clear in her manner, Aktaiê moved to nuzzle along her wet cheek. "You are welcome among us," the priestess assured her, "but I must know where you come from, and why."