Nazria
Her soft grey eyes scanned the packs grounds while her brother, Nexerus nonchalantly walked by her, not a care in his world. She raced up to him but stayed well alert of any of the pack wolves. She was unsure of how they would react to the unfamiliar wolves. Nazria tried to calm down but her muscles stayed tensed up with the uneasy feeling of nonacceptance. "Nexerus are you sure we shouldn't just skip through here, I feel uncomfortable..." Nazria whimpered to her careless brother.
Nexerus
He stopped in his tracks and turned to look in his sisters eyes. His stare was loving and caring, "We'' I don't feel anything wrong here, to me it already feels like home" He explained to her, "And besides, you always have that feeling at first, it will go away day by day." He said licking her on the forehead. His sister sighed and kept her head down the rest of the time, watching her brothers paws. Nexerus sniffed the air then lowered his head to the ground, he caught the strong scents of the wolves and knew they were just off hunting or relaxing for the time being.