Redsand Canyon Wolf Moon

Her eyes of blue and gold grew less fearful when the man spoke, assuring her no harm. His voice was firm, though not entirely unkind. So, Malila slowly shifted out of her crouched position, but did not stand up to her full, meager height. 

He was willing to grant her passage. But it came with a warning. She would find nothing but snow and land barren of prey on the other side. Such news made her ears fall, whilst she chewed at her lip nervously. If that was indeed the case, then what was the point of even trying to cross then? Rivenwood hadn't felt like much of a home, and if anyone there were truly concerned for her, they would have come looking. And besides, the chances that Speedy was there, were slim.

Just as were her chances of survival, if she continued going it alone. Her eyes gleamed. A flame of thoughtfulness as she looked back up to Germanicus. Well, what the hell? Why not try her luck while she was already on their borders. "Would...you have room in your pack, by any chance? This...Mereo...what is it like?" She asked, hopeful.