Northstar Vale i am speechless

One would think that the more Anemone spoke, the easier it would be for the blind woman to follow her; alas, Dawa relied heavily upon touch, as abhorrent as the sense usually was. The snow silenced her steps and Dawa was forced to listen to the speech - although there was little indication that the words sank in. When Anemone reached out and touched her nose to the Alpha's shoulder, the skin there flared with an angry spark of pain. Dawa cringed and bowed herself in to a halt, coiling against her unmoving rear end so that she could have space. The pain drifted through her muscles and gradually numbed, in which case her scowling face became placid once more. There was no real way to correct Dawa's reactive brain, save to avoid touching her. This was something that the pack wolves would gradually learn.