Pack of Broken Souls ~Open

[Foxxy-Fearyn]

Fae was visibly trembling as her mind was almost over stimulated with the strong scents of so many different wolves. The hair down her spine was raised, and she slunk after Aster, trying to keep her black form small and unnoticeable. Her amber eyes flashed as she darted her gaze from wolf to wolf, but as Aster was still speaking about his den she had already darted through the entrance, trying to peel the feeling of eyes watching her off of her back. Fae let out a breath, trying to recompose herself. For a few heartbeats she just focused on the ground beneath her paws with her eyes closed, trying to focus, but all of the smells and sounds of voices had her usually calm mind rattled.
"Um," She stuttered, shaking her head in an attempt to clear her thoughts. "Here is f-fine."

[Keesa]

Aster
He hesitated then in an akward motion, nudged her towards his small den with his muzzel. It felt weird, voluntarily touching someone but he didn't know what eltse to do to comfort her. He knew how she felt. "I-I used t-to hide i-in h-here when I w-was a p-pup. I-It's queit, away for a-all the eyes." The fur on the back of his neck was standing on end but at least he knew the pack. He felt terrible for forcing this onto her when he couldn't even stand being around so many wolves.