Dragoncrest Cliffs bloodmother

forgive me for being so late omg SOBS. can be the last post from me!

I t'ink it could be good for us to at least meet dem, Coraline chimes, a pointed nod given then to Chacal. see what dey be about.
This was not her business, nor did she particularly care about these unseen strangers of Hljodrfell who were no family to her — but admittedly, selfishly, being part of the conversation gave her a warm feeling of pride. Of importance. Her return to her home meant something.
She falls upon the red-eyed man once more. On second thought, perhaps he could be useful come winter; though she did not care for the way he leered from sister to sister.
Decidedly, however, she had given enough of her opinions. She leans back on her haunches and passes a sympathetic look to the woman Heph. She, too, knew grief — all those of Sapphique did. Perhaps this was merely a way for the Moontide wolves to distract themselves.