Sleeping Dragon Syn

Very Welcome. <3

Maiken did not know this wolf. He was clearly of the same people, but of what branch she wasn't certain. So many had branched out and moved on, bringing in new blood to the fold, making their own familial lines. He could have belong to anyone, though she was certain he did not belong to her family's line. She would have recognized him and no one in her family had red eyes. She shivered, she only ever saw red eyes on those that carried the gene that turned everything pale, strange, sickly looking animals. Though beautiful in their own right, just not normal.

His greeting surprised her, but she dipped her muzzle down. And to you.

She wasn't certain what else to say, but clearly he meant her no harm, so she moved closer still. Until she was standing near him. Her eyes went a little large in her head. She was used to larger wolves, after all she was a tiny thing, but this wolf, he was a giant, even bigger than her father and brothers and that didn't sit with the petite femme well.

He was a warrior it was clear by the one eye that stared out of his face, and the scars that riddled his hide. His voice was deep, and rough, like two stones rubbing together, or sticks clack clacking on the stones. It wasn't displeasing, just different.

She lifted her head, proudly and spoke softly. I am Maiken Svartrvn, healer. Well met kinsman.