Lake Rodney Dust to Dusk

She continued to remain stunned, staring at the silver wolf before her almost incredulously. Her mouth opened, aiming to speak, and then clipped shut, one ear swiveling to the dark wolf who addressed Floki. Floki, who was Jorunn’s brother.

Suddenly, the brief attraction she had felt for the boy before him seemed so wrong.

“Yes,” she clarified, her muzzle giving one last gentle shake as she tried to stabilize herself. “I didn’t know,” she murmured, her eyes studying him before she released a slow breath. Her eyes drifted to the stranger once more, her ears fanning back to her skull as she released a gentle but nervous laugh. “I’m sorry! I must appear to be the most awkward thing..” She allowed a small smile to fall upon her lips, a nod given to the stranger to indicate she had not meant to dis-include him. “I promise I’m not usually so rude! I’m Allure.”

She had a million questions for Floki.. but suddenly, with their company, it all felt very inappropriate and far too personal to speak so casually about.