Ankyra Sound sound & color

Kaori was mostly quiet on the trek to his pack, weary but eager. She couldn’t fully shake the mental image of the alpha that she’d concocted, a shiver running down her spine each time it flashed through her mind; it was easy to blame the shaky motions on the cold, though she was hardly convincing. It all stopped as soon as they got there, silence ensuing whilst she was cornered by her own vivid visions. But she remained unconsciously aware of what was going on around her, enough to hear the man’s call ringing out around them, and then see the approach of the recipient—whose facial markings stood out and made her not only miss out on hearing her words, but oblivious to the fact that this was the true form of the beast she’d imagined.

A distinct V-shape.

His voice passed through her head and she got more excited than she probably should have, tail wagging and weight shifting from one side to the other in the form of small hops. “Wylla? Are you Wylla?” she asked, despite having already decided that this was her—because there definitely was not a single other wolf in the world with a V-shaped marking on their face, not when she was keeping an eye out for one in particular. “Lycaon is looking for you!” More like was, but she didn’t know that.