flesh of the servant, willingly sacrificed
you will revive your master
blood of the enemy, forcibly taken
[size=3]you will resurrect your foe[/size]
It was definitely her being submerged in the lake that made her look small because small was something she very much was not. Although she wasn’t nearly as bulky as many of the wolves in her lineage, she was still very much large and leggy. He would get to see that sooner or later, but for the moment, she was not budging from where she was standing in the lake. If this male were to decide to attack her for whatever reason, it would take him some doing to actually get to her in the water, so, for the time being, she was content with where she was.
Without removing her gaze from him, she lowered her head toward the water and lapped at it a few times, making herself stop even though her throat cried out for her to guzzle more. When he replied, she partially slicked her ears backward. Though he probably wasn’t aware, but he was really right on the money with his comment. “You have no idea…” she responded, a soft sigh managing to slip through her words. His warning caused her to push her ears forward again, narrowing her eyes a little more. “I came from the south,” she informed him.
Leaning her head down a second time, she lapped at the water a few more times before allowing herself to move forward toward the edge of the lake. As she moved, her large frame came out of the water more and more with each step until she was standing on the bank of the lake. Water dripped from her scarred body. The last of the sun’s rays shining down on her strangely brindled fur. After only a moment, she shook herself from nose to tail, sending water droplets flying in all directions. “Who’re you?”