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"No my dear. You are unique. You are a precious child, and you have done nothing wrong. You are my family now. Come, there is a pack waiting not far from here." Selten was gentle with the young one, who while they were spitting venom at first, had calmed down quickly when they realized the more experienced adult would not simply let them bite her. They speak timidly in response, taking hesitant steps towards the pastel colored female.
"But... I tried to hurt you." Selten smiles, knowing she was not fully trusted by the small child, speaking after a small pause.
"Dear pup, what is your name?"
The young one puffs up her chest a little, standing up straighter as if to affirm her answer was strong despite her now shaky voice. "Ath'iil. M-my name is Ath'iil." Selten smiles at the young one's response, stepping back to encourage the little one forwards, and moving her bushy tail aside so that it could walk beside her.
"Welcome, Ath'iil. You are now my daughter. No more corrupt ones can hurt you now. Let's go home and meet your sisters." Selten turns to head back to the pack, and the youngling hesitates at first, turning back to see the torn up corpse of the figure she had once called father. This female was stronger than even her father.
Ath'iil turns and walks with Selten, dismissing all memories from the instance and taking Selten as the only family she would ever know.

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Well this was fun to make! Have a snek bebe. This is Ath'iil's origin story of sorts. Welcome to the branch pack Ath'iil. This is how she began her journey. She still doesn't remember her father, or who killed him, and Selten doesn't see the need in making her remember and relive it, so Ath'iil is a fully functioning member of the pack. More to come later!

Description

"No my dear. You are unique. You are a precious child, and you have done nothing wrong. You are my family now. Come, there is a pack waiting not far from here." Selten was gentle with the young one, who while they were spitting venom at first, had calmed down quickly when they realized the more experienced adult would not simply let them bite her. They speak timidly in response, taking hesitant steps towards the pastel colored female.
"But... I tried to hurt you." Selten smiles, knowing she was not fully trusted by the small child, speaking after a small pause.
"Dear pup, what is your name?"
The young one puffs up her chest a little, standing up straighter as if to affirm her answer was strong despite her now shaky voice. "Ath'iil. M-my name is Ath'iil." Selten smiles at the young one's response, stepping back to encourage the little one forwards, and moving her bushy tail aside so that it could walk beside her.
"Welcome, Ath'iil. You are now my daughter. No more corrupt ones can hurt you now. Let's go home and meet your sisters." Selten turns to head back to the pack, and the youngling hesitates at first, turning back to see the torn up corpse of the figure she had once called father. This female was stronger than even her father.
Ath'iil turns and walks with Selten, dismissing all memories from the instance and taking Selten as the only family she would ever know.

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Well this was fun to make! Have a snek bebe. This is Ath'iil's origin story of sorts. Welcome to the branch pack Ath'iil. This is how she began her journey. She still doesn't remember her father, or who killed him, and Selten doesn't see the need in making her remember and relive it, so Ath'iil is a fully functioning member of the pack. More to come later!