Sighing, Cinderstep slid into the corner of the den, keeping her back pressed against the wall as she layed her muzzle on her paws. She let her mind wander, thinking over the situation she was in at that moment. She didn't doubt that these wolves would kill her if she tried to escape. On the other hand she knew her sister was most likely at the camp gathering a patrol with her father at the head of it. The pack here was small. Smaller than the stories had led her to believe.

If her Clan didn't follow its moral code they would have no problem just wiping them all out. But thats not what she wanted, and she would never forgive herself if another wolf died because of her, let alone a whole pack. Closing her eyes she listed to the sound of rolling thunder as the scent of rain began to fill the air. The drops of water that began to patter outside a perfect counterpoint to her emotions. She knew the rain would wash out the scent trail, thus making it harder to find the camp, or her own way home.

'Guess I will just have to stay here and hope Glassstar is able to arrange a retrieval party.' A thought hit her and she groaned softly. "I am going to be back on apprentice duties for two moons." She muttered desparingly to the air, her eyes opening into small slits. "Thats assuming Glassstar doesn't just make me a 'paw' again."

Just like he had thought, in came the pitter pattering of small paws in from the rain.

"Hello.. I was told this was the place they are too be.. I was also told you could take care of them for me while I go patrol with Eros?" The male questioned.

Branam would just sigh, "Yep.. I don't have any other choice, do I? What's their names..?" he asked, his tired eyes staring over at the two pups as they romped around, giggling.

The male smiled a little before speaking, "The brown one is Roxy, and the black one is Mysrai." Once the male stated their names, he heard Eros calling for him from the outside of the den. "I must get going, I'll be back for them afterward." He stated before trotting off.

Branam would watch as the male ran off before looking at the two roughhousing females. "This is fun.." He stated sarcastically. The male would then look back over toward the female, flicking his tail. "Well, at least you have someone else too talk to now other than yourself.. I guess.." He mumbled, knowing the pups had no idea of the rules yet, and he wasn't in the mood to enforce them.

Cinderstep looked up as a male entered the den, two female pups at his side. They bounded around the den enthusiastically, sniffing the ground and tussling with eachother while the omega and the other male spoke. Once they were alone again the white male turned his head towards her again. His sarcastic words made her flinch slightly before irritation settled into her paws.

"Let me guess, you don't like pups either. You are a lot of fun aren't you. I bet you're the life of the pack." She rolled her eyes turning towards the two pups. "Hello there." She said, softening her voice and flicking at Mysrai with her tail, dragging it along the den floor to catch their attention.

After a moment, he felt a small tug on his left ear and lifted his cranium to look at the small brown pup, sitting there wagging her tail. "Hello.. Little one.." He stated softly to her before watching her run over and tackle her sister. A small smile spread onto his maw before it quickly disappeared as Fantasia slid into the den, shaking her fur free of the dense water. Branam immediately got up, dipping his head too her. "Your majesty, to what do I owe the pleasure?" He asked. He was sort of surprised by her presence, being as it was normal Jakop doing the rounds with the rest of the pack.

It was obvious the large black fae was pregnant. Heavily so. As she heard Branams voice, a small smile spread across her maw. The small brute giving her a surprsied look before it quickly went to a smile. "I was just coming to check how our new little ones were doing.." She stated before looking over to see that the tresspasser was standing there, as if she was just playing around. Fantasias audits folded back against her cranium as she looked over at Branam, "Are you letting her do as she pleases? You know that isn't how that works."

Branam shook his head, "N-No, m'lady! She just stood t-t-oo greet you!" He stammered, hoping the fae would get his jist and help him out a little. The male then looked toward the pups and then the adult prisoner, a hopeful look in his eyes before he looked back at an unamused pregnant Fantasia.

Taken aback by the omega's words she shook her head slowly. "The Clan doesn't work like that. Every member is needed and every wolf is important. From the smallest pup to the oldest elder." She murmured softly, her tail swishing against the ground. She fell silent, watching as the pups continued playing. The scent of a new wolf brushed her muzzle a second before the alpha female came in. Her pregnant belly swollen with her coming pups.

The change in her demeanor as she looked from the two females towards Cinderstep was startling, as was the stammering mess the omega male turned into at the females sharp words. She dipped her head in greeting. "That is correct...ma'am." She murmured, keeping her eyes low. Her pelt flushed with a hot anger at being forced to submit to the harsh wolf, but she knew enough to survive this and wasn't about to give her a reason to kill her, or her new denmate.

As Fantasia left, it felt as if he could breathe again. Looking at the other female, he smiled a little. "Thank you.." He spoke softly too her before laying back down and then wincing a bit at how hungry he was. He hadn't eaten in days.

"Is she always like that?" Cinderstep asked, laying down again, her tail curling around her flank as she watched the pups. "All snarling and teeth?" She couldn't imagine why the pack would put up with a leader like that. Had this been a Clan then her title would have been stripped away from her and she would have become an outcast. A lone wolf.

(Sorry that my replies are short, once dialogue starts up in a small space without much going on I have a hard time adding color into it until things pick up again.)

(That's perfectly okay)

Cinderstep nodded her head, her white lined ears flicking in grudging acceptance of the omega's words as she layed down, moving so that she could lay her long bushy tail across the pups for added warmth. No matter what pack they belonged to, she had a soft spot for pups. As she watched the two females falling to sleep she briefly thought of her own pups that she had lost so many moons ago. The male that had fathered them was a rogue she had met. She hadn't even loved him, not really. But she had loved her pups, even though they hadn't drawn their first breaths.

Their names danced in her heart as she felt her eyes begin to water. Shaking her head she lowered her muzzle between her paws. Her heart ached to be curled up with her sister at this moment. She considered the omega carefully before speaking. "My name is Cinderstep. What about yours?" She whispered, not wanting her voice to wake the pups.