Ankyra Sound out of chaos came the light

This time there was complete silence, not even the softest whisper could be heard. The pair of piercing cyan eyes seemed to study her, accompanied with the perpetual empty look on his snout. Although unsure of what she had seen, Helen had noticed the slight hesitation in the he-wolf as he seemed to be fighting against something. The words seemed to have gotten stuck somewhere in his throat, or maybe forcefully taken from him.

A part of her pondered about the possibility of the younger he-wolf escaping to this quiet place, in search of the peace of being alone in this silent night. Maybe her presence was ruining it. Helen lowered her ears, wanting to apologise once more, but held her tongue. If she apologised more than once, she didn't know if that would make him feel even worse. Maybe she should just walk away then, and let him enjoy the tranquility of the sound alone. Maybe that was what he was hoping for, just that he could not form the words to tell her off.

After letting silence to pass a little longer between them, Helen finally decided to ask: "What's your name?" Tugging her tail between her legs, Helen tried to make herself look less frightening, while patiently waiting to see if he would respond.