Rising Sun Valley the midnight sun will brighten the sky

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Crëyr stopped short when she saw the male wolf, his ethereal silver fur glowing gold in the warm sunlight. His head was raised, his matching silvery eyes trained on hers.
He was definitely a wolf of high status. Possibly even the leader of a pack.
Slowly she descended on all fours, flattening her ears and dipping her head. Her blue eyes were fixed on the yellowing grass, slowly flickering from a blade to another. She caught sight of a colourful butterfly as it flew past, its thin wings carrying itself smoothly across the breeze.
"I came here to seek for a pack," she said, gentle yet firm at the same time. Even though her head was lowered, she could still see the silver wolf as her eyes were turned upwards.