Ankyra Sound Stuck in a limbo - here we go

All her life, Nyx' appearance paled considerably in the presence of her far finer sisters. Where Saor, Lestra and Grey were lissome beauties like their mother before them, the largest of the Ostrega girls had always felt so average in comparison. During her travels, her traditional agouti pelt and common yellow eyes meant that she was not one to stand out in a crowd, but this never bothered her: she, often sent astray by wanderlust, sometimes found it difficult to maintain any real relationships with those of her own kind. It was easier for Nyx to remain in the background.

It did occur to her, however, that she was different among the pack she had found herself part of. As far as she was aware, she was the only wolf of earthen hues while her comrades varied between ash and obsidian. Perhaps this was a dominant trait of coastal wolves, but she'd never really paused to consider their breeding. She was one of them now, therefor it did not matter.

Chusi lowered her chest in a bow, a gesture that Nyx could not ignore. She responded with a soft chuff of encouragement, tail arching over her mottled hindquarters to wave playfully against the breeze. Excitement coursed her veins in anticipation of a chase or spar, and so braced herself for the charcoal wolfess to make her intention known.