Sunset Valley nomfri

A stranger walked among them.

Samani could see the pale shape of a young girl. Her back was streaked in auburn, down her spine and to her tail. The moon child was quite intrigued by the unfamiliar shape of her. As she followed quietly behind the individual, she noted that her fragrance was unlike the wolves of the glacier. Veteran’s scent did not match the red-striped girls, but she still carried the scent of wolves upon her.

As Samani drew closer, she lifted her slender muzzle up and yipped a short greeting. The jade color of her eyes devoured every detail on the unknown figure’s body.