The Heartwood terror in the night

Harlyn pulled back her paw once she succeeded in her goal and the male began to awaken.  She took a few steps back and slipped down onto her haunches, her head and ears lifted instinctively.  Though she had no fear of him turning to violence, she wanted to warn him against it nonetheless.  Harlyn had never held a leadership position in a pack, but she was a dominant wolf by nature, and it always showed in moments where her instincts took over.


The white wolf was quick to slip into a genial disposition, and thus Harlyn was quick to relax in his presence.  Her ears fell back at his response and she smiled softly at him.  "You were," Harlyn replied with a slight tilt of her head, "Was it a nightmare?  You seemed rather.. fretful."