The lass in front of her opened an eye to see what was nudging her. She rolled over to face her tri-colored pal, she yawned and stretched out, he spine elongated and set back in place. She finally opened her eyes, and revealed two green orbs that matched Chevelle’s. She set about to looking at the scars and paused on her hind leg, Che(pronounced shey) looked at the fea waiting for her eyes to return to hers. The fea paused for a few seconds, thinking about something but eventually returned her gaze surprised by the color similarity. Che smiled at the girl trying to act kind.
They looked of similar ages and Che instantly more comfortable about talking to the girl. The unknown took to all fours and started to introduce herself as Che sneezed. “I’m Apollonia. Who are you?” Chevelle blinked to clear the pollen from her vision, “I’m Chevelle, but just call me Che!” The girl picked up her ending and continued to talk, “And what are you doing here in Blossom Forest? Do you have family? Or a pack? I have both… sort of. I’m part of the Cold Summers pack and I had a family but I don’t know what happened to them but Mister Lycaon adopted me but we are sort of fighting. And then I might have a mate soon. He is so handsome! His name is Harries but I know Daddy won’t approve so we are going to run away together. How about you?” Che paused and thought about everything the girl had just told her. She was quiet open… not something Che particularly good at. She smiled and nodded her head.
“I came to Blossom Forest to find a new home, a fresh start maybe find a family and pack.” Chevelle paused and thought about her next reply, she never trusted but she not to disobey her father, she had learned that the hard way… One miscarried pup… “How long have you known Harries? It seems unwise to go off without telling your daddy… How do you know Harries isn’t some heartbreaker out for another stand?” Che stopped immediately and pawed the ground, Sorry… that was mean of me to say. I’m sure Harries is nice… He voice dies off in a whisper as she looked up at Apollonia, her smile had faded and was replaced with worry. Had she already made her friend mad?
{Chevelle} :: {ess} :: {9 moons} :: { mateless} :: { packless}
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