pile of Polaroids — joining

[Masie]

Amber optics were clearly visible in the green brush behind both of the currently present animals apart form the puppy. "Golden." a chittering sound preceded a rustle in the bushes which was immediately followed by the emergence of the raptor from the greenery of the forest. Having the Alpha moving around like this was alarming, considering she'd been unable to get back from the meeting on her own! Masie was concern about the Bengal's health. However, she was not dim and knew the Alpha would not accept anyone's advice. Plus how could she give advice when no one could understand her?

After staring at Golden for a few seconds, Masie walked forward a little further, lowering her head so she could see the puppy properly. This was a kid so she couldn't see them being turned away, so her first objective now was to sniff, rub or otherwise investigate the newest member of the group so she could be familiar with her new typhoon pack mate.