The Bracken Woods thorn castle

A white wolf, came into the white world. Though in the eyes of a blue and brown, the other seemed heavenly with a golden hue that just barely, was able to make out against the constrasting pitch white snow, "Ohhhhh, are you myyyy, angel?~" She humored as the other appeared like a godsent, coming in a time of need. Aerasha was indeed thankful though, for it was a pain to keep walking with them in. The pain was not a thought, for none to come, but the annoyance of walking and the toughness to remove them as they stuck deep within her paws.

Paw stretched out without hesitance, "Ohhhh pleaassseeee,~" she asked with a smile, as the Princess enjoyed the reminder of help, much like her maiden pack had served her.