Northstar Vale transfixed

The wolf that greeted her was a behemoth – and despite the casual and welcoming disposition that rolled off him despite his posture, Arrow felt the anxiety pull in to knots in her chest. Had she chosen the pack with the largest wolves possible? Was that a prerequisite to joining? He’d not just send her out on her ass for inquiring, he’d laugh her right out of the mountain.
 
It took a moment for Arrow to find her tongue, but she finally did, her pale lavender eyes suddenly taking great interest in his burly paws, as if she wasn’t so nervous she might faint. “I’m Lyrical, though you can call me Arrow. I’m looking for a pack to join.” She paused, wondering how that had sounded – had she rushed it in the end? Releasing a shaky breath, she gave him a hesitant smile, eyes darting up to trace his cheek. “Sorry – I’m really nervous. I’ve never done this before. Northstar Vale.. it sounds really pretty.”