Shy Deer Steppes The heart is a wolf and it is made of glass

Kinvara wasn't sure what induced her to turn her head, mayhaps intuition telling her that she was being watched. It could have just been coincidence but either way, as soon as she did the red woman caught sight of another she-wolf, this one paler than Menta though a light color all the same. Now that she had been seen, Kinvara figured she would be expected to come and speak with the stranger.

As seemed custom with strangers, Kin crept closer before stopping several feet away in the case that this stranger was hostile. Ruby eyes scanned the she-wolf's form, taking in all that there was to know. Curiously, there was a spider shaped scar on the woman's shoulder. It was not everyday that Kinvara was surprised but this was one such case, how had that scar come to be? Such was her surprise, it prompted her to speak.

"Vos habet a aranea?" The slight girl murmured in soft Latin, a tone of awe coloring her words.