Silver and Red

indent The drappa's eyes flashed with sorrow as she thought of days long past and her journey as a kerl. As if in recoil to her own weakness, Roia's body drew up straight and proud. Silver orbs taking on a hardened, powerful look to push back the pain. "It happened four moons ago to the far north and across the mountains." She growled. "They should have healed already but I have had to rely on small game to keep myself alive." Roia added. 

indent Instinctively, the she-wolf's hackles bristled as the male began to call for his mate. She did not like being outnumbered while in her vulnerable shape. Although, Roia did concede, the female was a much needed healer. The drappa willed herself to relax a little, but alas her body ignored these thoughts. Too long had she been alone, wounded, with no others for strength. At the dragga's mention of a home, Roia glanced at his eyes for a moment. Hunting the truth inside his gaze. "It matters not what I want, rather how hospitable your pack is. I will not stay where I am not welcome. Yes, a place to heal would be ideal.... although in the end, I am looking for a home." Roia growled.