The Heartwood terror in the night

Harlyn's gaze fell humbly to her paws when he complimented her name.  It was only when he continued that she stole a glance back up at his face.  She chuckled softly as he continued, appreciating his appreciation of her humor.  It was true - you never really knew what was going to happen when you woke someone.  They could awaken peaceable like Luke had, or they could do just the opposite and react with violence.  Fortunately, Harlyn was intelligent enough to prepare for either result.  And I quit moving on.


"Well... Harlyn began, biting her lip briefly as her eyes took on a mystified glow, "He's.. a brown wolf, with golden eyes.  He has a wonderful personality and a subtle charm.  There's a power about him that is.. unassuming, but undeniable." She sucked in a deep breath, reveling in the simply fact that she had been given the chance to discuss him in such depth.  "His name is Mordecai Ostrega,"" she said finally, an affectionate gentility coming over her every feature as she gazed hopefully at her new friend's face.