if these wings could fly for the rest of our lives
Oh my Goooddd, the fire was sooooo super nicely warm!!! It was so super snuggly and the flames danced to their own crackling little music. It was like a concert! Just for her! Abigail could hardly help that small wiggle within her figure as she reached her hands out to warm them, the girl ENTIRELY oblivious to the super hard stare down going on behind her. In fact, it took a moment before Abigail turned upon her bottom to face the two men - the girl momentarily contemplating the idea of Oliver becoming an Alpha of his own in the event that Frost decided he hated them both - a fact that Abigail was sure was utterly impossible as it was. Still, how AWESOME would it be to be her bestie best's vice president. Unfortunately Frost had to DASH HER DREAMS with the declaration that vice president was the wrong word! Like...what better word was there?! It was the BEST title! Frost's insistence that the correct word was 'Beta' prompted a small frown upon her lips, after all, it was such an unexciting name! Her inquiry of why, however, was met with a perfectly reasonable response from Mr. Reasonable himself. The alphabet. Well...that...made sense but IT STILL WASN'T FUN. A small pout crossed her lips. Mr. Fun Ruiner.

She stayed silent, however, as Oliver prompted Mr. Reasonably Fun Ruiner about his own story of his past. Though she hardly saw the importance of it, Abigail could hardly shut down any ideas of story time! After all, when WASN'T story time completely awesome?! She leaned forward, her elbows placed upon her knees as her hands cradled her chin, the girl nothing if not incredibly attentive. Her head bobbed eagerly as Oliver insisted they had the time, the girl entirely content to agree though she was hardly prepared for the story that unfolded. Her features seemed to shift animatedly with each word that fell from Oliver's lips. Her gaze shifted towards Oliver and her Olly bear insisted that Frost had a tendency to defy fate though she was hardly prepared for that notion that Frost had paid for it. Inquisitively, she watched as he tapped just below his right eye, her hazel eyes lingering upon it even in spite of the queries that left Oliver's lips (super duper duper important ones at that). That freedom to come and go as she saw fit was, admittedly, a relief to both Oliver and herself, not that she expected anything less. After all, she definitely wasn't going to be a part of ANY pack that wouldn't let her go see Arlo! NO SIR-EE! And there was school and her own townhome and her job (though that had kinda of closed). She had SO MANY THINGS TO DO that weren't pack related that, really Abigail wasn't QUITE sure how pack life would fit in the rest of her life. It was a quandary, to be sure.

His requirements of each of his pack members were decidedly few, though that notion of self defense and underestimating the animal within prompted some level of...concern within the girl. Her gaze turned down towards her hands as her fingers flexed in mock claws. Did this mean she had to turn into like some super hero panda and take on bad guys?! That sounded...super dupper scurry! Frost's insistence that she hardly had to fight anyone, however, prompted a near audible sigh of relief. "Oh good, that would have been...scary." She admitted with a firm nod, her hazel eyes shifted towards Oliver as he insisted he had seen her fish. "HEY! I WAS A GREAT FISHER FINDER! I found ALL the Fish Frost! Wait....your name isn't really Frost is it?" She inquired, leaning forward, that usual enthusiasm returned with a vengeance now that she had a story to tell her possible would be Alpha Fun Ruiner of the fun she'd had that he definitely should have partaken in. That was, before she got distracted. Unfortunately, Oliver was hardly done, the man insisting that he was hardly a thing of intrigue. Pffffttttttttt, yeah right. For once, however, Abigail failed to interrupt, letting her friend speak of his own past and something that she had hardly heard before. Both of her boys were being hunted? This definitely would not do!

The girl was quick to hop to her feet, even as Oliver continued to insist his own status of liability. Admittedly, she hardly listened to the rest of what the pair of men were talking about. Those talks of money wholly lost on her when she had a wrong to right! The girl hardly hesitated as she launched herself at Oliver's sitting frame, the girl certainly holding little fear of how little she knew either man as she threw her arms around Oliver's neck, only to squeeze him tightly in the super duper bestest BEST HUG she could manage, as if that might somehow make things better. The girl hardly stopped there, however, that hug entirely temporary before she was once again on her feet, throwing herself with equal zeal at Frost to, if only to make sure that HE also received a very very super good big hug to make all the past somehow a little bit better. This too, however, was fleeting before Abigail jumped back to her feet, one hand settled on her hip as she pointed squarely at Frost. "I think your eyes are super duper neat and I like you so you can be my Alpha but I'm going to be your vice president....not your Beta." She declared to the man, only for her hand to turn to point to Oliver with the same amount of firmness. "And you're my bestie best and I think we should stay with Frost. He promises to help with your threats and we can save your sister, right Frost?" She inquired, turning to look towards her newly dubbed Alpha. They were going to fix this! They just had to and maybe, if they joined teams they could end up being the best super heroes ever.