Noctisardor Bypass caribbean blue

Party thread! Worripa is welcome to pop in anytime, of course! Can we stick to a posting order so nobody gets lost?

Druid didn’t pay much mind to the bustling around the den, nor Mahler’s arrival and the adults’ subsequent conversation. She did acknowledge Witch’s appearance beside her and the pointed nudge with a wave of her tail. She raised her head to glance at the patriarch and the two newer charges (her gaze lingered fondly on Skaigona in particular), then exchanged a quick smile with her litter mate. But none held her interest for long as she dropped her nose back to the ground, keen to resume her sifting.

She found it momentarily difficult to concentrate on anything but the prevalent scent of wolves, not to mention Sequoia’s meal. Though the odor of freshly torn flesh tempted her, the prey was already dead. She wanted something live to investigate and perhaps even hunt. The odds weren’t in her favor at the ripe old age of five weeks, yet Druid didn’t know that and would not be deterred.