Ravenshook Cliffs I used to rule the world...

In luck was she, or he, or they - Meylodi wasn’t quite certain of their own gender and used the pronouns interchangeably. It didn’t matter in most cases. 

The she-wolf ate her prey for a second, tearing off a chunk and downing it before her golden gaze struck a wolf as black as a moonless night. She stood tall and proud, her large form grazed by fewer scars than he. There was no weakness in her heart.

Though confused about gender terminology, she preferred males to females. His voice, however, intrigued her greatly. 

Void, huh? Ain’t that an interestin’ name for an ‘andsome man like you, her own voice was quite hard to detect, subtly feminine. Name’s Meylodi. Meyl works if that’s too difficu’t fer your tongue.