Astris Galatea
Meeting the Pack
A soft shiver runs up your spine as you make your way through the rough terrain. You feel like you've been walking for hours, though it has only been a few minutes. Everything seemed to shift around you, and nervous anxiety began to crawl up your stomach, the place you have entered giving you an uneasy feeling.
The ground that you assumed to be the Grasslands' began to feel more like thorns digging into your pawpads, and the air blew rather unpleasantly into your side, reminding you of one of your travels to packs up the mountains, hidden away by the snow and cold. This place was supposed to be more pleasant, and welcoming!
-"Lost, are you, young one?"- The feminine voice scares you, but the sight that beholds you as you turn towards the source scares you even more. Before you, stands a tall and proud canine silhouette, pelt laced with white dilution, though odd, black markings seemed to make her pelt more appealing to look at. It wasn't her pelt, or the vibrant blue eyes that terrified you the most - it was her height, and the deep, baritone voice that you could have mistakes for a male's.
The gigantic canine chuckles at your suddenly submissive stance, and lowers her proud posture to speak with you more clearly. -"Do not fret, young one. If you mean no harm to us, no harm shall come to you."- She speaks with that of an authorative yet motherly tone, and your gaze looks to the ground in soft embarrasment. This only causes the female to coo, like you are some adorable puppy of sorts... but then again, compared to her height, you could be mistaken as a puppy by standing next to her.
-"Come along, young one."- Her tone makes you flinch and snap your gaze to her disappearing figure, which you suddenly sprint after, afraid to get even more lost within this part of the Grasslands... if it was that anyway. You were beginning to have your doubts, until your careful hearing began to catch that of multiple wolves' chatter, and metal clanking. -"Your long travel must have worn you out... allow us to see to your care for the night before you continue."-
As you turn your attention from her figure to in front of you, you catch multiple canine figures - some shorter, others taller than the titanic female wolf next to you. You began to ponder on your questions, though decided against it. You take a deep breath, and with the lead of who you soon know as Alpha Ryoko, you venture deeper into the pack's teritorry, keeping close to the alpha female's side, feeling intimidated by every other taller canine.
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