The white figure paused in her trek, eyes fixed on the flickering of movement in the corner of her vision. It was fortunate that the other wolf carried a coat with pale hues. If there had been a wolf clothed in the dark fur of a Svartravn, Eventyr feared that she would never have known. A glimmer of curiosity sparked within her moon silver gaze. The woman moved on long legs toward the other – the unknown figure.
Drawing within a distance that was close enough to hear, the pale wolf regarded the other with a curious stare. The figure of the wolf was simple. She was marked by pale creams and ash. Not wholly unworthy in the eyes of her people, but not someone who would find respect by their most wary. Eventyr thought the other wolf fascinating.
She chuffed, announcing herself to the stranger.
Drawing within a distance that was close enough to hear, the pale wolf regarded the other with a curious stare. The figure of the wolf was simple. She was marked by pale creams and ash. Not wholly unworthy in the eyes of her people, but not someone who would find respect by their most wary. Eventyr thought the other wolf fascinating.
She chuffed, announcing herself to the stranger.
Hilsen deg,she spoke in her native tongue.
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