Redhawk Caldera Fall'n leaves

she was taken by surprise by the magnanimous wolf's subtle offer -- her ears swept forwards momentarily in interest but swiftly returned to neutral angles on her bony skull. as much as the prospect of kindred and meals enticed her, she could not abandon her vigil on the shore. there were many nights cloaked in the spume of saltwater that she stood bedragged and windbitten as if some last sentinel on the shore's frontier. it was her home -- and more importantly, a part of her that could not be fled from.

she hung her head, inching back as she did so. "a generous offer for a groveler like me." the wretch spoke into the soil, feeling the hot rise of her breath rank against the earth. "but i live in ankyra sound and cannot leave my obligations behind." she knew that once she conceded she was not interested in assimilating in the dark male's ranks that she would likely be chased from the scene. to prepare, she tensed somewhat, readying herself to leave if the male requested her to.