Ankyra Sound for these changes we will confront

yes please! sorry for the wait..

her gaze fell on the elder male, whose wintery ruffs of salt and age peppered his once winsome features. weary. haggard. the sunken eyes of a wolf who had witnessed the world. and at what terrible cost?

she too felt the stirring, though markedly her own grief -- it did not occur to him that their kinship extended beyond the walls which harbored them. she smiled faintly. paperthin. gaunt.

"ave." she said at length. her voice quiet and hushed, as if silenced by the vigorous slap of the tide. what she had said had made her uncomfortable and she bid her leave, picking towards the edge of the strand in favor of solace.