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[bostonhowler]

Who: Brigid and... everyone.
Where: Everywhere
When: Day 82-84
What: The Full Moon is coming and Brigid is losing her grip. Going Omega is no fun.
Warnings: Possibly swearing, definite blood and attacks. Also, discussion of mental health.

OOC: This is a catch all log, since we had a lot of people who wanted to do things. I'm going to put up a few big headers, and then it'll be a free for all.

If you have any questions, please, feel free to ask.

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[bostonhowler]

She snorts out a breath that plumes into the chill night air. Brigid isn't sure she believes him. Her Alpha had lied to her. Her Da wouldn't challenge him. She knows that. They were both Betas, happy in their places within the pack and willing to do what needed to be done to protect it.

Her eyes glow blue again and she looks up at him. Her fangs elongate again, ready to fight if necessary. "Here, I have no Alpha and you have no pack."

It's harsh truth that crawls out of her mouth and dangles in the air between them. Brigid isn't sure that she meant to say that. And she's not sure what she means by it. Not yet.

[packpapa]

He gives a solemn nod, voice taking a moment longer to catch up with it as it he utters a quiet but agreeing, "Yeah."

He doesn't mention that he doesn't exactly have much of a pack to speak of back home, but at least he doesn't plan on repeating any of his previous mistakes if it can be helped.

"I'm not your alpha. You're not my beta." It's his way of assuring her that he doesn't want that to change, that he's not asking her to join him to create a new pack here. "But we could be allies."

[bostonhowler]

Brigid watches him, wary of such an altruistic offer. Alphas aren't kind. They aren't just willing to take on betas that aren't their own. They don't like other pack wolves, even when they're just a messenger. Even around other Alphas there's a certain amount of posturing that happens.

She slowly pushes herself up on two feet, her claws still out. Brigid watches Derek for a moment more.

"You don't know me, Alpha." She points out. Brigid wants... to accept. To maybe find out why she's so scared to leave her pack. Indecision fades the blue in her eyes. "You... would be willing?"

To hold the wolf back is always easier with an Alpha near by. Whether it's hers or not, it seems.