Come in Peace

Caution would have better suited her instead of the ease that came with crossing into another’s territory. She was very much suspicious that any moment another of the river wolves would appear in ambush, but even as she mentally entertained the idea she felt herself growing more tense and mental ill with the assumptions. She had come this far, crossed the land deep enough. Perhaps what was needed now was not further suspicion but an open mind. Afterall, he had proven his intentions true thus far. When well beyond the borders, her lead paused and addressed her silently. She was still as his eyes roamed the curvature of her form, noting with a studious frown, her bulk, and perhaps deciding his plan of action. He would find that she was not a small thing by any means. There was plenty to work with, but also a chore to mold. Fat had settled in places were muscles was better suited, making her gait awkward and stiff when on the flatter lands. Even standing was with some difficulty, though she hadn’t the heart to admit that even to herself. Her ears perked forward when he called for her attention, and she watched as his body adjusted itself purposefully. Quietly, she shifted her own stature to mirror him, her brows knitted in concentration as she tried not to ‘see’ but feel her positioning out. Her legs squared and head lowered yet her body was poised more forward as if on an subtle slope, ready to follow the pull of gravity and adjust accordingly; no different than she would have been on the mountain.