Great Bear Wilderness Hey there Delilah;

A friendly woof behind her alerted Delilah from her spell and she raised her head, opening up her eyes and turning around to face the wolf that stood there. He had a pelt the colour of New York snow, flecked with dirt and twigs. He had a sunny smile on his face, and Delilah felt her own lips twist up into a tired smile in response. She felt the smile came out as more of a sneer. She forced some warmth into her cold eyes; she didn't want to go scaring off the wolves from these new lands straight away.

"Hello," She answered, baring her teeth in a smile. "I am Delilah, what's your name?" She asked, feeling the need to get the ball rolling. Unfortunately, her stomach chose that moment to speak up, and grumbled loudly. Delilah felt heat rush into her cheeks.

Trying to force her embarrassment aside, she surveyed the wolf in front of her. She couldn't deny that he was handsome; he simply was. His eyes were of a brilliantly silver colour, his body lean and firm with muscle.

But his most startling features were the colours of his nose, pawpads and tongue; for they were dyed a deep blue colour. Delilah immediately wanted to know how and why those parts of him were coloured in that way. Her mouth itched with the need to ask the question; but she kept her mouth firmly shut.

So instead she asked, "What is this place? Where am I?"