[center] Yuki Moonlight Manor 7:30AM [/center] [indent]The[/indent] woman listened quietly, her breathing light and quiet as it had been before the other girl had walked in and she listened while her mate gave his orders to the girl, saying he would catch up with her soon enough. She nearly growled at the interruption, and gladly the Beta did not dally near the two Alpha as Yuki turned around in her mates arm so that she was facing away from him and looking out over the forest again where she could smell the blood coming towards them. She could understand why he was hesitant to allow the girl to go alone and to let the loner run wild in the forest; she was getting closer to their home every day, hunting more and caring less after the wolf they had sent out after them two months ago had died in a fight with a grizzly. She remembered finding the body next to that of the bear after the lone wolf had called out to them, though the female hadn’t been anywhere for them to find that was safe for even them to go to. The packs here, their wolves, were the size of large ponies though this one wolf, this girl was so much bigger than them. She was bigger than a horse, bigger even than they could have imagined a wolf could get and yet not one human had ever spotted her and no pack had ever seen her in human form. She would make an amazing asset to the pack if they could take her but something told her that this single loner would never be tamed, and it would take too many of the pack to kill her. [indent][/indent]After the woman had gone Yuki looked over her shoulder at the male who held her tight against him now and she saw his eyes looking out passed her, angry and scared, lonely and despairing though she could see a hint of hope therein as well. [color=7ea7d8]“What will you do if she does not leave?”[/color] Yuki had to ask the male though she had turned her gaze back out to the autumn when she did, her grey eyes looking over the dancing leaves. They had begun to turn orange and yellow, brown and various shades of green still hung from the branches of the trees not too far away from them. She could see the trees still that stood, far away; tall and proud after growing in the same place for hundreds of years, and part of the forest that had become this packs home. They had not begun here; they had come here long before Yuki had been born though the wolves here had never once grown as large as the girl who prowled deeper in the forest than even they dared. It was Volrath’s Forest and few other than the wolves born there and the creatures that grew there had ever gone so far into it. [indent][color=7ea7d8]“Why do you think she’s so big?”[/color][/indent] [indent][/indent]Yuki had questions for him and the universe and as she turned around in his arms again, this time leaning back as much as he would allow though she remained pressed tightly against him, as if he was afraid of her going somewhere. She could understand why he was protective of her, though it wasn't often her showed it either. Sometimes, she thought that the male loved her as she loved him, though there was little between them that would really suggest that they could or would at any point in time and she wanted it though she wouldn't ask for it. The Alpha Female didn't wait for an answer as she reached up on her tip toes, and wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers tracing along the sensitive skin between his shoulder blades and the other hand on the back of his head as she tilted her head up and kissed him, softly on the lips. [hr] [center] Freya Volrath’s Forest 8:00AM [/center] [indent][/indent]The wolf crouched in the grass, paws digging into the dirt while she waited for the man to realize he was being watched. She had seen her trap on the way here, set up so that any wolf looking for an easy meal would wander up and walk right into it. Freya was not the type to do so; she had never enjoyed hunting dead or injured game. She left the weak for those who could not compete with the beasts here, for those who could not hunt the other predators of the woods. She was by far not the smallest of those here, but more definitely not the largest of the predators that had ever walked through these woods. She remembered, as she lay, how large and monstrous her father had been, his head had been above hers and she took after him greatly whereas her mother had been smaller than them both but no less the hunter. The three of them had been born deep in these woods, and Freya was the only one left alive that still wandered far enough for the pack to see them. She turned at the scent of another wolf and stood again, this time walking toward the scent and sound of the small female. [indent][/indent]The hulking beast walked, nearly silent as her sides rubbed against trees and her paws crushed bushes while she walked in the direction of the she-wolf that had tried to stalk her. She did not howl, nor growl, or snarl at all. She looked and acted completely relaxed as she approached, muscle rippling beneath a thick pelt that blended into the forested background perfectly. It had been a long time since she had seen another wolf, though this one was small in comparison to her and while she spotted the ball of white fur she found herself a nice spot and sat down, her tail curled over her paws. Her eyes trailed through the area, dark and large, alert and passive while they waited for the girl to actually make her appearance. The wolf lifted her head and parted her jaws, yawing as if she was bored and her claws dug small trenches into the ground again. [hr] [center] Claudia Town – Diner 7:20AM [/center] [indent][/indent]Claudia had sat across from him, answering his questions as she usually would for the early morning customers though she hadn't expected him to talk to her about her habits and life choices, and in fact it had left her stunned and fumbling for something to say to him. It was such an unexpected speech that when he stood and turned to go she didn't say anything until after he was gone. [color=f49ac2]“But what if you’d seen what happens to people when they’re about to die?”[/color] She whispered into the air, her brow furrowed as she looked down at the mug she held in her trembling hands. With his rant he had reminded her of the scene that had been laid out before her, when the wolf tore open her aunts’ chest and the dying woman had begged the beast not to harm the scared little girl and not for her own safety for her life was forfeit when the animal descended upon her. Her pink haired girl stood quietly, taking the man’s empty and dirty dishes in her hands while she sucked in a breath and smiles at the man and waved him good bye. [indent][/indent]She turned away then, the sadness in her soft blue eyes clear to those in the kitchen as she hurried back and brought the dishes to dish, clearing off the plates and setting them on the metal counter with the mug in the rack before she looked in the mirror over the sink and looked at herself. There were tears in her eyes again and she shook her head, fixing her hair and wiping away the tears until she was alright to go back out front of the small diner. She came around the corner slowly, her flats clicking on the tile floor as she walked over to where the woman sat alone at a different table, a menu in hand.[color=f49ac2] “How are you this morning?”[/color] She asked, as was customary for her to whenever she greeted a new guest before asking what it was that they wanted to eat today. In a small town, a diner like this was always the best option for food or conversation aside from the ability to mingle in a safe, family environment. The bar down town was often busy and rowdy after dark, with lots of characters that lived out in the country. [indent][color=f49ac2]“Anything I can get you to drink?”[/color][/indent]