JOIN · homecoming

Lethe was not to be disappointed in the length of time the residents located her – or, at least one. In truth, she was pleased at this outcome.. it meant she was not about to join a pack that showed little self duty or upkeep. As the ivory silhouette crept even closer, the stance of dominance and mistrust grew even clearer to the honeyed wolf who in turn, would lower her lissome figure closer to the loam of the ground, her eyes about to revert to the female’s paws. At least, until sudden awareness overcame her. Her bright eyes would fall upon sooty toes, and familiarity overwhelmed her as much as a slap to the face would.

Slowly, her gaze would creep up, and while she stole a glance to the other, it was not openly staring – her eyes would flutter from Jinx’ crown to her cheek, before then falling upon her shoulder. She was the last wolf she would have thought to leave the Bay, and yet here they stood, a world apart from what they had once called home, and yet thrust in to each other’s paths once more.

Sos had a sense of humor, it seemed.

The girl did not fully recognize her, and Lethe would shift her weight in turn, the feline grace she maintained barely revealing her own uncertainty of the situation as it unfolded. “You are a long way from home, Mambo” she purred, a small smile just barely pressing to her tainted lips. If Jinx was here, what then was the outcome of Shearwater Bay? Lethe could not allow herself to consider the option that it was no more – that Koios and Nanuq’s legacy had not shattered beneath the paws of two inexperienced cubs.