Venga
Zeta of Bright Moon
At my King's dip of the head i gave my custom shy smile. As his attention was rightfully turned away from me I turned mine to Kushina. I saw her discomfort and wondered about it, about what she must have experienced.. Though the meeting went on, my orbs drifted to the birds fluttering from branch to branch, making their various sounds. My thoughts wandered as well, though I could not help it. I perked a bit as Tamlin again spoke, his lyrics light and easy. Demon Moon, who had brought himself in front of our regal, had spoken words to Tamlin that I had missed. Still I listened to his reply and found a smile touching my lips at the kind words. I had not heard what they were about but it must have been pretty bad if Demon had to ask for permission. I decided that it would be best to pay attention to the rest of the meeting, lest I miss anything of importance. A moment after Demon had stepped back, a dark girl I had seen step silently into the clearing stepped forward. I already knew how Tamlin would respond before the words were out of his maw. When I thought her eyes were on me, I gave Raylee a welcoming smile. My attention was again switched as Ambrosia's voice rang out. I listened with an amused smile to her words and even let a small laugh escape me at Tamlin's reply. Two scents I vaguely recognized wafted to my nares, followed by familiar voices. Soon Anarrow and Flick had come through the brush and I looked them over. It pleased me to see that the skinny, quiet teens I had greeted so long ago had been replaced by two strong looking, filled out, lively teens. My tail swayed against the ground as they came forward and a small smile graced my lips, my orbs glittered to know that I had played a minute part in their recovery. Best four rabbits I had ever caught, well the most worth it. For some reason, my mind brought the sparring matches that would come to the front of my thoughts. I refused to let it get my attention and pushed it back. I couldn't fight and I wasn't about to make a fool of myself in front of my alpha, my pack. The young brujo, Seoras, had finally come to from his worry-some faint. I craned my neck to better see the wolfling when Tamlin's voice grabbed my attention away. His words were usual and expected and the way he contemplated if we had bunnies or not caused my orbs to glitter in an amused way. But I was taken a bit off guard when my name was uttered and the context in which it was used. His smirk was taken lightheartedly and was returned by a playful roll of my mismatched gazers. After locking eyes with Tamlin for a second, I peered over at the young wolf who had staggered to his paws, a smile alighted upon my maw.
Well bunnies are my specialty, just ask Anarrow and Flick over there. But Tamlin's right, you have to ask nicely. If you can do that then I would be glad to find you some bunnies, ok ?
My lyrics are sweet, unlike most of my packmates had heard them. Usually my tone is kept polite but nothing more. At the mention of the pair of teens I nodded my head to the fox lookalike and the dark vixen at his side. By now I had risen to my paws and stepped toward the young varg. For one last time, my green window and blue window shot a glance at Tamil's navy pools while I awaited a reply from Seoras.
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