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Date Posted: 05:56:35 12/09/09 Wed In reply to: Ronon Dex 's message, "..::Outlaw Torn::.." on 14:57:43 12/08/09 Tue Everything happened much too fast for Lyla to lay out in sequence. She had heard the key turning and had stood; but before she knew it she was seeing the silhouette of a woman approaching. Okay, good. Not the guy that attacked her last night. She relaxed only a little. Her eyes swept the figure twice. She cataloged the height, build, and gait within seconds. Then it was time for a supernatural sweep: Aura, deposition, and scent were tied in with the previous information. Oh. Oh! Lyla smiled with relief. “Verda!” She exclaimed while she moved closer. There was knocking at the door but Lyla dismissed it in her excitement. She could make out her leaders face now that she had moved closer to the firelight. She didn’t know the proper protocol of meeting her leader again. She felt awkward in her own skin as she gave a cordial nod and a little bow. She was showing her still loyal submission. “I am so surprised to see you.” She stumbled over her words. “I hope that it’s... uh…okay that I staye.” She was suddenly aware that she could be considered trespassing in Verda’s home. But to her credit, she’d kept all the rooms tidy and dust free. You can thank her Wiccan practicing to the accomplished household chores. “Everyone sorta disappeared and I thought maybe…it’d be okay…I thought you’d come back eventually…” Lyla didn’t get high marks in high school Speech for a reason. Her body was no longer held erect like she often kept it. She took on a slumping stature and remained lower and more submissive instinctually. Then Lyla could see the downpour of light from the subway as the door opened again. Lyla guessed it was the rest of the pack. She stood uneasily in front of her pack leader. But then Ronon was talking. Ronon? What! Lyla’s eyes snapped past Verda as she pieced it all together. “Ronon, no! Its okay. This is Verda!” It didn’t occur to her that he wouldn’t know the name. “She’s my alpha.” But she doubted this was going to end well. Normally when wolves strayed in on alpha wolves and were snarling—things didn’t end well. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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| ::Leader of the Pack:: | Verda Thorne | 06:20:03 12/09/09 Wed |
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