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the pale female rose her head at the sound of other wolves. a young, grey she-wolf made her way to the side of the black stranger. she was indeed beautiful; a stricking pelt difference between the two wolves. aneira felt her brown gaze upon her, then slowly nodded aswell.

beside them, another wolf emrged from the darkness. this time, it was a male. he, like the other female, set his golden gaze on her. and she liked that, it made her feel beautiful. she took a short moment to study him; but quickly turned away.

as the black stranger beckoned her to come closer, she realized she was at the very edge of the river. one more step and she would take a quick dive. she glanced down to it, rose her paw and stepped back a little, enough to not fall into the river. aneira was not by any means afraid of the water, but she tried to avoid it as much as possible.

perhaps she wanted to tell her something, but was interupted by the two strangers' arrival. aneira gave the black stranger a questioning look, then spoke a little louder than before, enough to be heard over the running water. "yes?"