Bearclaw Valley child of sun, child of moon

(Done from my phone so excuse any errors)

The she-wolf of sun could not rest her eyes, not for the mere moments it took for the shadow to arrive. He was completely silent, no tell to say the coywolf had come to her. 

The man spoke, but there was no reply from her as she shamelessly looked him over. This one was dangerous, riddled in tales of battle. The loss of an eye struck out to Auriel the most, the gaping hole of where the other orb should have been. 

Auriel's small frame shifted to her feet, stepping delicately away from him. Everything about the half-breed sent delicious shivers down her spine. Fearsome as a wolf should be. "Auriel." she answered, voice low in her throat. As handsome as he was she wouldn't let her guard down. "I have come to find warrior's, your appearance does not disappoint."