Great Bear Wilderness kaleidoscope eyes

The marred wolf blinked at the mention of Lunar, a packmate of hers. It was someone she had not met...or did she? She remembered a meeting by Duck Lake, where she met a wolf of Swiftcurrent Creek, who she by chance heard her name, Bazi. There was another wolf, and she was from Silvertip Mountain. The she-wolf was young, dusky: a mix of black and brown. Perhaps this was the wolf he was speaking of.

"I zink I know who you are talking about, Galileo. Iz she a black and brown wolf?"

As she answered, Majesty turned to her and flashed her a smile. It was apologetic, trying to make up for his fear upon seeing her crâne de la mort. She did not smile back, but her eyes sent a silent message: Je vous pardonne...