Sleeping Dragon Howlite

almost forgot! lmao <3 

 

Admittedly, the yearling had no interest in meeting the dire acquaintance with the foreign wolves of Sleeping Dragon. It was not a necessity. Rebekka's sole purpose within the tribe was to serve Heda, not prance about canoodling with wolves that came and went like the rain. Yet, she could not ignore the peculiar ink splattered pelt that met her eyes as she went about marking the borders. Curious eyes watched as the other did something quite interesting — taking its neck in her mouth and biting down. Rebekka stared. A creature of impulse herself, Rebekka found the whole thing quite curious, to observe another wolf attempt to behead an already dead lowlife. It was something Rebekka herself would do — something she had not expected as she had watched the dainty female wolf carry about her day. A light smirk turned the corners of her already crooked lips upwards.

Slauntering from her position within the shadows of the trees, amused yet wicked eyes fell on the other. What about this woman sparked her curiosity, she could not begin to understand. Perhaps, it was the undeniable fact that the woman was simply too beautiful and too petite so be decapitating a dirty mongrel for the sake of first glances.And yet, the girl could not resist asking.  “Chit laik yu doing?” The huntress' tone was lightly condescending; an unspoken entertainment simply existed in the way she spoke, yet truly, Rebekka had zero sense of appropriate humor nor the capacity to remember that not all could understand a word she spoke.