Firefly Glen The Masquerade

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There were a number of places he could show her- but he thought she might be most impressed perhaps either by the heart-shaped lake at the center of their packlands, or the red ravine that led to it, where the waters ran in swift rapids. He was still trying to decide where he should take her, and exactly how much he should be talking when he heard his name called out. He stopped, and peered over his shoulder to see Osiris coming toward them, so he stopped, and gestured for Astrid to do the same. ”This is Osiris,” He mentioned quietly to her, as he softened his posture slightly to show respect for his friend- but also his alpha.

He introduced himself and apologized for the delay, but Bronco simply shook his muzzle, to dismiss Osiris' need to apologize to them. “No problem. I was just showing her a bit of the pack's lands. She'd brought a swan with her, as an offering,” Bronco said, before he stepped back to allow Astrid a moment to communicate with Osiris as she saw fit. He was still puzzling through her silence- but thought that perhaps now, that the alpha was in their midst, she might choose to speak as she was finally in the presence of someone who could actually accept her into the pack.