Dawnlark Plains running wild and running free

Her frosted gaze drifted over him with one more stolen glance of appreciation. Not only for his desirable looks, but the simple fact that he had taken the time to discuss with her the land she was in, offer a tidbit of insight to his home, and remain kind to her, despite the fact she was not of his pack. She could not say that she herself had such tolerance for those outside of her family, and at his words, the silver-tipped female gave her own small nod, watching him as he began to distance himself from her.
 
But Capri had no glass slipper to place upon her feet, nor a carriage that would turn in to a pumpkin. This was not a fairytale, and as intrigued as she was by the wolf who had been so forward toward her, she knew she would need to find Terich-mir and together they would determine what they were going to do.
 
So despite the fact that it was possible her own prince charming stood only feet from her, the girl cast another stolen glance toward him, and then swept away from the temptation – but not without taking in the details of the territory she had found him in.. in case she desired to find her way back.