Totoka River Riding horses cloaked in grey

The young wolf approached on paws that were still too large for her age. The man watched from the waters, hoping he might stir the image of his youngest sister from the stranger’s face.

When she had approached, she asked if there might be fish in the river. 

Tenebris looked to the frigid water with a small frown. He would imagine that there were several kinds of fish that might be found in a river of that sort. It would only take a short while to find where he could work on catching them.

Perhaps, the knight mused gruffly. Are you hungry?

The gold of his eyes returned to her, searching her features intently.