Redtail Rise been getting big, making me look small

Raleska had yet to decide if this wolf was truly friend or foe. Perhaps it was her own prickly demeanor -- perhaps it was her unfortunate experience -- either way, Ereshkigal deserved better than the clipped reception she received.. and Raleska knew that, yet, oddly felt no guilt. Life was hard - the wolves in it harder -- and if Raleska's suspicions were right, this woman was not so soft herself.

Noting the way the smile faded as Ereshkigal introduced herself, Raleska answered in similar fashion. "I'm Raleska." There's none of the old pride in her voice -- for if Raleska had a legacy to uphold, it was now gone with her mother (likely) dead and Rusalka in ruins.. "I'm looking for a friend. She's about my height, dark brown, with a large scar on her face you couldn't miss." Raleska decided to reveal, her gaze resting hopefully on the stranger in the vain hopes she might have good news.