Greatwater Lake once, i tried to be somebody

a smile. the pleasure is mine. relmyna noted the discomfort evident in the plushly-furred body, and relaxed her own stance in response. wintersbane had given the listener what info she needed; tundra was a wanderer, but not a taker of things. relmyna had little cause to worry, therefore; even if the newcomer left them in the spring, her strength would be an asset through the colder months.
truth be told, perhaps the listener was far softer than recommended in terms of border-running, but she had no inspiration to be cruel or hard. a glance to wintersbane; relmyna stepped aside. if you will have blackfeather, we shall have you, came her gentle mouthing. a wolf brought by the silver-cloaked northerner already held esteem in the listener's eyes — such was the perk of having been found by wintersbane.