Thus far I was making a good name for myself. No tripping, no swallowing bugs or other debri. I was standing up, dignified and proud as I rightfully should be. I feel good about this, literally every time I met with Aster something bad happened, I never could say what but something always had to happen. Maybe this was the start of something new and good with Arturio. Maybe my bad luck was simply magnified by her own. After all, she lost this pack, only to go back to her real home and be cast right out of that as well…. I felt a little bad for her, she had her own little curse it seemed hovering about her. I would make a point to find her soon and speak with her, see if she wants help further in dealing with the wolf that took Iromar. I wonder in a way how Arturio will handle such a wolf, after all I’m unfamiliar with his history with any wolf before his time here in Asteraia, though he certainly did bring a few new wolves with him when he joined telling me he had a bit of time to make friends. Perhaps today I should get to know his history a little more.
He was a mess, not that I cared, I usually don’t look as good as I do seeing as I’m usually tripping over prairie dog holes, or rocks or roots. Regardless, I shake my head at his remark though, showing him I didn’t mind in the slightest before he said he had time to speak with me today. I’m pleased by that, though I would have simply come back later if I was disturbing him. It seems he feels comfortable now big of a den he has. My own is small just enough for me and no one else. It was my safe spot, my location for privacy and that was all there was too it. I didn’t plan to have children ever, there was no reason to pass my cursed luck onto others, then I was too work minded perhaps to see anything more in another wolf than their own potential in a non romantic light and I doubted I would find my imprint. Sure, mother and grandmother had found theirs, but I was a little different from them. My blue and red eyes move off his work to him.
I was happy that he was so willing to hear me out, and I was about to reply when a lovely bird flew over head and chose that exact moment to let itself go. I had no idea that they could even do that and fly at the same time, but needless to say with my luck, or lack there of, I was right under it in his moment, allowing its white gushyness to splatter over my back and shoulders.
”EWWW. Ew. EW. EWWW.” I couldn’t stop it from coming out of my mouth, it seemed I was quite wrong when I assumed nothing would go wrong, I would have rather fallen over than this. I immediately throw myself to the ground and dirt and quite NOT dignifiedly roll to get whatever I could off of me. Of course seeing as he was digging a den dirt clung to the spot immediately though at least there was not a white streak of crap running down my leg anymore… I needed a bath….
Once I was done, I stood up as if nothing had happened. Though perhaps my ears were tilted back in annoyance and slight embarrassment. I couldn’t believe it. Why? Why Me? Why did my mother have to name me Jinx? ”I wanted to talk about my past position as counselor for Halcyon and Aster, as well as my future in hopefully helping you as well. There is that matter in Iromar of course we can discuss, and word has you already extended a paw of goodwill to each of the other alphas, I just want to know how I might help you in securing those ties. I have met many of the alphas, and know a lot about their respective families and pack histories if you cared to hear.” I’m trying not to miss a beat, but there was a clear tone of annoyance with my… predicament. I could smell it… it was still there and it was gross.... While I’m the only one left, I’m convinced I bring shame to this family.