Ravensblood Forest thaumatrope

Arturo appeared, seeming to materialize from between the trees. Once upon a time, he had invoked feelings of fear and mistrust in the shewolf, but this was no longer the case. He was so far removed from the the creature that she'd encountered under the cliffs that day, and truth be told, she could hardly remember that first encounter anymore. Now, he was simply Arturo, the trusted friend of her alpha and a wolf that she'd once counted among her family. Though he had left their pack, he remained their ally.

That did not negate their past tensions, but Doe was emboldened (and confused) by the numbing pain of Furiosa's death. She crept toward the smokey forest lord, head down and ears pushed back. "I heard what happened," she said in a low voice, the words made throaty by emotion. "We are with you, Arturo."

Shyly, she touched her nose to Arturo's chin, ears still folded back against her head. She had been different, last time, but Doe gave no thought toward how her changed demeanor might confuse the alpha.