keep your weapons aimed, push down your fears

MUTE - AMUTAQ & ZETERI - LEVI'S SOUL - OF TAVIORA

He wasn’t fully wrong about what he assumed about her. Her inability to speak generally wasn’t so quickly caught on by most. Many thought she was shy or rude when she didn’t reply verbally, something along those lines. Many of the pack knew she was mute and so left her to her own business. It was fine really it was, but with her family gone it made it hard to socialize with anyone. It wasn’t like she could go into the free lands and just have a conversation with someone. Not really, and going to Diveen she didn’t really get much of a reply from the family she knew was there. Much to her disappointment and sadness. She knew they were there… Her mom told her, but she guessed maybe the Angels of Diveen were just too good for her and her brothers. Levi was different in that he understood she was mute before she really tried to ‘say’ or act out anything. He wasn’t daunted by the idea of trying to communicate with her either.

She does not know that her happiness brings him happiness. All she knows is that she is so pleased that finally she had someone who might understand her. Every sound was escaped her. Her mom often feared for her being too far because she couldn’t even let out a yowl of pain if she got hurt. It was hard for all of them, Tuari thought, with Yoska’s deafness and her mutism. Imprinting might have helped him though, which she would not be upset about. Giving someone who just had an innate understanding of how she was and what she was experiencing was a blessing to her. Little did she know if he was in pain or trouble she would feel the innate pull to protect him, be his shield from pain and sorrow just as much as he wanted to be for her. She didn’t know his ultimate goals, of course they had only just met, but for sure would she feel his pain, as well as his drive to be an alpha someday and she would be by him all the way to help him reach that goal.

Of course she would help him get her name correctly. With her aid he managed it, thogh most didn’t even bother to try it felt like without having her parents, or someone else who knew her standing around her. It was amazing that he got it, she was so happy on his own power she learned her name with simply a few nods and shakes of her head. Graceful? Maybe not, he probably looked quite the silly fool saying all these syllables but he tried just for her. With him she was already feeling less of an outsider to the world of wolves who could speak. She and her brothers were so different but at least they had their quiet world together. So she had that at the very least, but they were family she shouldn’t have had to be outcased from them, the rest of the world was… understandable she supposed, but now Levi was here her connection between her little world and his own.

He seemed nervous about coming into the pack, but really he had nothing to fear. Coszcotl was one of very few who sort of understood her. She was told it was because he couldn’t speak English well for the first few years he was on Moladion, so he was fine playing charades with her. He understood better than most anyway, and he was so amicable about wolves coming into the pack that were not his own members she knew he had absolutely nothing to fear save him just showing up to say hello. She figured other packs were likely more strict than her own, he knew who came in and out and she had been told not to cross into the borders of Spirane just North of them probably because Coza’s behavior wasn’t the norm for most packs. She invited Levi though, he was now her guest and thus was permitted to be here. She encouraged him more stopping at her kill and turning around at her realization that he had likely come for some other reason. She was just a little unknown hunter in the grand scheme of things.

When he replied though her white tipped tail gave a few waves her golden ears perking up while her gold-green eyes brightening as he said he said he was just passing by in short. So fate was kind to them she guessed her own tail waving around a little faster. Tuari shook her head vigorously when he asked if she minded him hanging around. The black pelted teen was in fact thrilled to the very core they would have a chance to get to know one another better. She gave a little nod again grabbing that fawn that in all extensive purposes was nearly as large as the boy that she was now talking to. She was powerful to be sure, grabbing the back of the neck of the creature before slinging it around its limbs flying about before it flopped over her back so she could move maw unhampered while she trekked back to her families den.

”Come! Come!” she mouthed jerking her head towards the pack lands. She would show him around the forest lands that she called home and once she dropped off this fawn for her elusive brothers to eat they could maybe do a bit of exploring too! She led him deep within the borders, Glorall was an ally though she wasn’t fully aware that was where her new found partner was from. Eyes meeting his vibrant blue, she asked him, ”Where are you from, Levi?” Mouthing the words slowly and deliberately before focusing back on the path ahead. Thankfully there were several worn trails that were traveled often by the pack, though several roots still jutted over the trails. The den was closer to the outskirts thankfully from the time that her father was a loner and would visit ad her mother’s own border patrols in the past left her to den in this location. No scents though adorned the family den today. She wasn’t surprised, they were always out doing something, somewhere. Wandering paws ran in the family after all, she shouldn’t be surprised that her brothers may have inherited them.

Tuari