Sunbeam Lair Skylines

Agana’s position inside the cave was not too close to the entrance, and if someone was passing by, she wouldn’t notice their presence unless they came in; or if she caught their scent; same applied for those outside. But the grey female did not bother with it, no one would venture so high into the mountains on such a weather. The Quetelhtë was aware of the danger she exposed herself to when leaving the vale, but still left nonetheless.

It came as a surprise when her ears flickered at the sound of footsteps. She rose her golden gaze to greet a dark, tall figure, towering over her. A pair of green eyes stared back at her, giving her a shiver down the spine. That scent and those eyes were familiar to her and a shower of relief washed over her; she wasn’t in the mood to fight anyway. “Hey” she greeted, signing him he was welcome to approach if he wishes.

“It is a habit of mine.” And she was damn pround of it. “I see you survived the famine,” Agana eyed him from head to toe, but it was too dark to notice any scars he might have gained during the quackes. “How is your family? I hope they are well.” The grey female remembered how fondly he spoke of his children and his mates, how he felt when they were born and had to take in the role as their father. She rose her head and front legs, changing her laying position into a sitting one, golden gaze still on the dark male before her.