Phantom Hollow silverkiss

he called to her, and teya's withers smoothed somewhat. but the girl did not approach, drinking instead all she needed with her gaze: his lithe build and the blood-dark hues of his variant fur.
and the lack of anything in his voice.
he was the only one here, save for her.
"do you want to be alone?"
her grey-orange ears swept forward, her own interest vying with his absence of it.