Bramblepoint Tōboe

I do not mind at all! I am so pleased to have you. ^^

The scent of blood had masked her fragrance. As the stranger approached him, the hunter’s gaze found her movements and latched onto them. Shiranui had not anticipated that he would be met by another wolf in the wood. There was a slight bristling of his pale guard hairs before they settled, and the white wolf rose to stand upon his long legs.

Ruby eyes peered toward the woman. Aiwë she called herself. Shiranui had never heard such a name before. The white hunter yapped in reply. His torso dipped toward the earth, leaving his rear end to rise back. Shiranui’s tail swayed easily from one side to the other. His head was tilted as the she-wolf spoke and he listened with curiosity.

Aiwë spoke to him of an illness that had impacted some of the herds that they hunted. She asked him if he had noted anything of the sort in the prey that he had killed.

Shiranui whined uncertainly.

He had not noticed any sickness in the animals he had hunted for himself and the preacher. The white wolf’s ruby gaze shifted over his shoulder. He hung his head low and shifted his gaze away from Aiwë. He did not feel that he would be helpful to her when he could not answer he question. Shiranui wondered if she sought these answers for her family, for her pack.