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It seemed as though the formality of her introduction had shattered whatever had remained of the grey-cloaked brute. His jaw hung, slack, and his eyes widened on her as if he had known her long before. Lucy felt threatened by this and was not sure how she was intended to react. A peculiar sort of sound was emitted from his slackened jowls, and the inky wisp recoiled away from him, fighting to put some distance between herself and his body. Though the young girl was not certain what she could have done wrong, she did not want to test this male. Lucy did not know what he was capable of.

Trembling, she lifted a paw up and flattened her ears to her skull. Immediately, she was thinking of escape plans. All she could imagine was that this brute would come to life and lunge for her, sinking his fangs into her tender flesh. The more she looked at his figure, the more her mind began to wander, and it was not long before she saw in Shale the same wolf who had scooped her from her home as a child and carried her away. Heart thrumming, the blue-eyed girl was frozen in fear.