Lost Creek Hollow Gateway

The loner assesed the brute now she was close enough to make out his features. He was much older, attractive, but the cloudiness in his eyes suggested his age catching up with him. He was watching her closely, not leering, unlike many men who had approached her before. Though she wasn't the tall doe-eyed fae sought after for sport, she had her admirers in the past. No, this man kept a respectful distance.

At his observation, the she-wolf raised one delicate eyebrow. "You could call it a trip," she responded, her voice cooling a few degrees. She wasn't keen on sharing her life story with a stranger she just met--they were only having a colloquial chat.

"I haven't properly introduced myself," she stated, quickly changing the subject. "My name is Katya Balthazar."