Gyrfalcon's Keep Spirit walker

She moved closer and he lifted his head. Crimson eyes burning into her fur for a moment and then away. He didn't know her, but the world worked in mysterious ways. His father used to say.

So he dipped his muzzle in greeting and waited for her to speak. She seemed one that needed to think before she spoke. Dreven sometimes used this rule, other times he spoke before he thought. No one could ever really tail with the former slave.