Bramblepoint The Battle of Evermore

Her tail waves low behind her, her head turning to the side and down by her shoulder in a bashful manner to Bronco's words, though a smirk may toy to her features momentarily. Her ears turn then, touching to her skull and her muzzle dipping at his gesture of thanks for having searched, for having not given up. However in knowing that he had been the first and only they had yet to find, it made the situation still grim for her. Though a handful of Glen wolves were still alive and well, what all of Moonspear? Kyr heard Kukutux and her daughter (whoever that was) were alive but was that all? Two wolves out of an entire pack? The huntress kept her mouth shut when he mentioned who the others might be.

The Glen Leader spoke of his trials, how it had only lead to death and disappointment. It was one thing when it was pack or allies, but even still worse when it was his very blood- his mother, father, siblings, cousins... She quivered by just the thought of how the man must be feeling now and she was sure she could not even touch his true feelings. Perhaps to distant and restrained to show any delicate emotion or perhaps unknowing how to comfort the stranger, Vallkyrie could only look to him softly, a sorrow still found in her pale eyes where words could not describe.