Firestone Hot Springs Stench

Dark fur and pale eyes. Only one came to mind at the stranger's description—Aventus. His fur was a deep, dark black until the light hit it just right and illuminated stripes of blue; it fascinated her. And his eyes were the loveliest shade of silver she had ever seen. They were like the moon and equally fascinating. The prince filled her thoughts so often that she wondered if that was why it was so easy for her to think of him now with just the stranger's vague description. Her cheeks warmed. 

But she should answer his question. That sounds like my— Packmate? Friend? neither felt right in her heart. Friend, she settled on. His name is Aventus; he's part of Ursus too. Had this man met the prince?