彡 001 [day 475] text/action } { patience is a virtue, until it's silence burns you

[impetere]

[text - locked to anyone from beacon hills]

[She would have just locked it to the pack, but she knows that Lydia and Allison are there too, somewhere, and while she doesn't know how much contact Derek had with them, if it was a lot they should know too.

So.

She also doesn't know of Derek had any friends outside the pack but it was Derek so she doesn't think the odds are high.]

Derek's gone. I'm taking the dog.

[In case any of you were wondering about the fate of Derek's wolf cub that is being renamed. SHE IS NOT OWNING A PET NAMED AFTER HERSELF.]

[text - locked to scott mccall]

Peter's gone too. Thought you should know.

[Scott's the only one who gets this because she doubts that anyone else would care. Not that Scott particularly cares for the right reasons at least his response probably won't be something along the lines of "good riddance."]

[action - open - the general vicinity of sigyn]

[After that bit of business is done and she finishes staring at the frost all over everything, she bundles up a little (she doesn't exactly have a coat, but she does manage a sweatshirt) and takes the cub formerly known as Cora for a walk. The cool air feels good, and while the frost all over everything is a little worrisome, she's not exactly planning on wandering far from Sigyn.

The cub sniffs her way through the streets, not straying far from her side, but not exactly keeping too close either. Eventually she'll find a bench to sit on for a bit, just getting some air and letting the cold clear her head a bit. Then when she's too cold to deal with it anymore, she scoops up her dog, cuddling her to her chest for warmth as she makes her way back, just before it starts to snow.

Maybe, when the weather is less crappy, they'll actually have the time to go to the park.]

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text; (please bear with me since I'm technically still on hiatus)

[mccallmemaybe]

[ Scott would really, really like to say "good riddance" to Peter being gone but he's far too polite to say something like that. Peter is still family to Cora, no matter how terrible he is. ]

I don't want to say I'm glad Peter's gone but it will definitely be less stressful without him here. Thanks for letting me know.

Sorry about Derek. I was hoping he'd help me out with my dog training... If you need help with the cub, don't hesitate to ask.

text } { to end (no worries! take your time, i backtag forever)

[impetere]

[This is why she told Scott. Not that she doesn't understand the sentiment (sometimes she feels it a little herself), but right now she doesn't really want to hear it.]

I will.

[There's a beat, and a second later.]

What kind of dog training?

[mccallmemaybe]

I'm training dogs to help rescue people and patrol the city.

I wanted to help more.

[impetere]

[There's a small pause of consideration. Most of what she knew about training dogs came with how she trained herself, but at least it would be something productive to do around here.]

I can help.

[mccallmemaybe]

Really?

You don't have to do it because Derek's gone and he was planning on helping me...

I'd really appreciate the help though.

[impetere]

I need something to do when I'm not on patrol anyway.

[Otherwise she might go a little nuts.]

I'm better with animals than people.

[At least she owns up to her lack of people skills.]

[mccallmemaybe]

[ Scott can't say he's shocked to hear that Cora gets along better with animals compared to people, but obviously he won't voice his lack of surprise. He's smarter than that. ]

Sorry the cub is named after you by the way. I told Stiles it was a bad idea.

[impetere]

It's okay. It's more confusing than anything else, I just have to find something else to call her.

[mccallmemaybe]

Got any ideas?

[impetere]

Not yet. Naming something that already technically has a name is harder than naming something with no name at all.

[Mostly because they have to learn to respond to it all over again.]

[mccallmemaybe]

That makes sense. It'd be like... suddenly calling me Bob.

What if you extended her name? You could call her Coraline. That way it'd be different to your name but not so different you'd have to start over with her learning to respond to it.

[impetere]

[Oh hey, that's an idea. Her head tips to the side, studying the wolf in front of her as she considers it.]

That could work.