Ravensblood Forest The petals scatter now

Chusi was one to follow orders from her superior, and the many lessons she had had with Arturo had taught her to always be alert. Even sleeping she did half-awake, it seemed, for she always noticed when Arturo was gone to catch breakfast. With no concept of love, she didn't know what to call the weird affection she had for her caretaker, she only knew she cared deeply for him. It was different though, she felt, but she didn't know how. She had many friends- wolves dear to her, but none as special as her masked uncle. She shook the thought away. It was probably because she never had a father figure before.

Her butt swayed from side to side as she couched into a sneaking position, growling at the bone with her hackles raised. Her white throat was covered by her chin, a move that came naturally to the somewhat small warrior, but something caught her attention. Footfalls! Was Arturo near? She stuck her nose in the air and sniffed in deep. Nope, it was not her beloved 'Turo.

She turned her now average frame to a young boy, not much taller than her. The only thing that stood out to her the moment their eyes met were the golden rings around his pupils. She blinked a few times, forgetting her training for now. This boy was far more interesting than her bone for now- not that she did not care for her Gift. 'Mornin'. She greeted in aw, her voice anything but a shy whisper.