Lyra was uncharacteristically relaxed today. She lounged by the side of the vast lake, a deer’s femur bone propped up against one foreleg. It was stripped of most of its flesh, but there were still a few scraps on it, and she busied herself trying to clean the bone of meat. She’d been at it a while, contemplating the state of her pack now that they had gained a good number of new wolves. It wasn’t just the five of them anymore. The Cadre was thriving, and Lyra couldn’t be prouder.
Ryd and Moon had been around for a few weeks now, and they’d done a good job of taking up pack duties… despite the fact that Lyra had not specifically assigned them any. Few wolves in the Cadre had specific tasks they needed to perform, though any wolf could take the initiative to perform a task at which they excelled. For the two rambunctious girls, that apparently took the form of patrolling. She had put off this day until now to assess the two of them, to see how well they fit into the pack. It seemed neither of them had done much bonding with their packmates thus far, though she’d heard a few times from the others that they could be a little… much. Ryd’s rambunctiousness didn’t bother Lyra- as long as the girl followed the rules, and showed respect to her fellow Cohorts. She thought Moon might need a bit more tempering in that department, however. The girl seemed tense as a coiled snake most of the time, and Lyra had been been able to work out why that might be.
She would find out soon enough. For now, it was time to honor her part of the deal. She gnawed thoughtfully on the thick femur bone she’d claimed from one of the pack’s kills, her tail thumping the ground behind her. After a moment, she raised her head and sent up a howl- calling to the two girls specifically, though her howl was by no means an exclusive summons. Today, she was going to help Ryd and Moon hone their skills.
Oct 29, 2015 11:52 PM
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