Biography
"Thank you." Víöarr told her, and Misenir dipped her head. "Not a problem." She said, watching him lay his head down to rest. While Víöarr had slept, and Misenir had a feeling it wasn't a deep sleep, Misenir removed the remaining scraps of Víöarr's meal. Misenir bounded lightly across the the small dam several times to remove the leftovers from her and Víöarr. She hadn't eaten the hare, being satisfied with her mice, so she left it in one of her decoy stock-piles of prey. The feathers from the raven and the bones that Víöarr had left in a small pile beside him before he had gone to sleep were taken across to the opposite side of the theatre and laid them out so they'd be sure to attract scavengers.
Misenir went about her business quietly, not wanting to disturb Víöarr. She'd seen how tired he'd been when he had arrived. She wasn't a nosey wolf, so she'd allow Víöarr to tell her what had been bothering him when he had arrived in his own time, that is if he wanted to. She didn't need to know, after-all she'd only just met with him. Sharing stories of the past was something you did with another wolf that you had known for a while. She an Víöarr had shared each other's company for just under a few hours, bother were still wary of one another as they tried to figure each other's intentions out. Misenir believed that Víöarr was not out to harm her. If he had, she reckoned he'd have already done so-when she was trapped inside the small cavern with no where to run. He could have sprung an attack, but he didn't. Reflecting on that made her smile. Had she found herself a new friend? She sure hoped so because there wasn't much else she could communicate with out here.
When she reached the cavern again, she rummaged quietly through the nearby shrubs until her nose bumped the wooden plank she had been looking for. She dragged it halfway across the cavern opening to offer some protection. If it had just been her, she would have pulled it right across, but as she was sharing the cavern with Víöarr, she feared he would think she was attempting to box him in and attack, should he wake up. Misenir nimbly leapt across the dam again, settling herself down for a few hours of rest before the sun rose again. An hour of sleep, at most, was what Misenir got. She found herself wanting to admire Víöarr's attractive coat.
She began to worry that he was only here to have her seduced into carrying his litter for him, and then, he'd disappear. Her eyebrows crept into a crease as she muttered to herself. "Surely he's not like that at all. No. Nanuk's far to polite for that.." Aristaios did believe that he was not here for that reason. It was most definitely something to do with the regrets and sadness she'd caught glimpses of in his eyes.
She sighed, the night had flown by and the theatre was beginning to lighten. Misenir jumped to her feet, leaning forward as she dropped into a bow to stretch and lap at the cold water. "Víöarr." She called gently, hoping he'd wake. She crossed over to where he slept and called his name again. "Víöarr...?" She said. 'Is he alright?' She thought, and he began to stir. She breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want to deal with the death of another wolf, let alone one she'd know for a less than a day. "Come on Víöarr...time to head towards the herd of gazelle this morning, or it'd be to hot to move in a few hours." She explained, hoping that the words 'gazelle herd' would get him on his feet and have him as excited as she was.
Breeding Info
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| Personality
Misenir is a strong, independent female who wishes for The Misaki Pack to all come together in times of need. Most of the pack members are doing that, but there are still a paw-full of pack members who wish to cause disruption for the rest of the pack. Misenir is currently working on using her alpha position to get those wolves to talk out their differences.
Preferences
Misenir prefers to spend time in her den, sorting and devising hunting strategies and training schedules for the pack. Being alone allows her time to think and analyse every possible outcome of a hunt or an a attack, should the pack fall under fire.
Special Skills
Misenir's special skills include her ability to strategise and formulate attack plans under pressure. She's also quite good at leading, and is often outspoken, expressing her opinions and views without hesitation.
Talents:
x1 Charisma, Composure, Morals, Empathy, Maternal, Perception,Stealth
x2 Agility Agility, Battle Battle
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