As the girl began to walk, she kept her head low, a favored position. She did not appear to be particularly interested in the subject, she appeared to want to get it done and over with. Kopec had gone quiet on the constant want to be dominant, she looked from afar, not particularly eager to want to see what was going on, but instead zeroing in on any mistake or wrong judgement the know-it-all did. There was an annoyed silence that radiated off of her, he had been at their ass consistently, even abandoning his own children in favor of those who did not share his blood.
The thought disgusted her.
But she would keep her thoughts to herself, consistently there, silently judging. As she grew older, she was beginning to understand that she didn’t need to like the wolves to live with them. At the sounds of clicking nails against the stone of the mountain, her ear pivoted towards the direction before looking. A shade of brown, tans and blacks met her peripheral vision and the scent was a telltale sign who dared to become all touchy-nosey with her. Naga.
A small smirk eventually drifted onto her lips at the affectionate touch, and she slowed her pace briefly to give her sister a lick upon her head. An irritated grumble vibrated in her throat. Rolling her shoulders, she returned to her previous pace. ”Perhaps he’s trying to rally the others together in a piss-poor attempt of unity.” She breathed out in feigned amusement.
As they continued to walk, the figures of others became ever apparent. The two Blacks were seated next to each other besides the lake’s edge and her eyes followed the silhouettes of Amelia, to Tomas, Abaeze, Lapis and finally to Igbo. Tearing her intense stare away, she finally breathed in and slowed her pace down. Whatever it was called for, could wait.
arriving in one round, her words are not able to be heard from anyone but Naga.
May 13, 2018 07:20 PM — Post #9
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