Dahozhoni Meadow To the neon god they made

S'ari sat up as the dark wolf spoke. She did not remember seeing any wolf of such description, although she had not met many wolves period since coming here. Well. S'ari will keep her eyes peeled. She laughed. What a strange expression. Peeled eyes. Mm. This one thinks not. She sighed in contentment, gazing around at the meadow and the surrounding landscape for a moment. So. What is your name? S'ari bets you can guess what Sari's name is. She winked at him.