Gyrfalcon's Keep Spirit walker

Vaettir's bone-silver gaze turned to the monolith man, staring at him from whatever the distance between them both. 
Her aura, though usually eerie, was benevolent as she gazed upon the dark man, thinking at once of the towering build of her cousin. 
Did he know her, once? She wondered at this for a brief moment before deciding to pad closer to him, inquisitive and calm.