Duskfire Glacier you wouldn't draw my tears away

He beckoned her closer, watching her movements, and so her paws shifted forward to aid in closing some of the distance between them, hoping words could flow easier between their pale ears. "Hello, sir." Her tender voice greeted, assuming this was indeed who she thought it was, and the fallen queen's head dipped respectfully along with her tail and the rest of her posture. "My name is Gwen, I was accepted by Takiyok the other sun." What he would make of this news, she knew not, she only hoped he was not against her presence here; she had felt the uncomfortable weight of being unwanted far too many times, and she prayed this was not another to add to her collection of memories.

Her gaze of cerulean did not stare directly into his eyes, for fear of disgruntling him - no, she placed her eyes delicately on a section of his cheek, naturally accepting his dominance out of the pair. The snowbird was not a leader anymore.