Ankyra Sound Can anybody find meeeee, somebody toooo love?

the he-wolf's head swiveled towards the blonde, jadestone meeting amber as his gaze locked on her. 

elspeth's ears fluttered uncertainly, half lifting to catch the premise of safety he offered. half unwilling to raise from their place against her skull. 

ór-choirce dipped her head, keeping her eyes on the male, canting it aside just so. a nervous tic, instinctively turning the scarred side of her face from his sight.

seconds crawled along the sand between them. little crab soldiers that ticked tocked away, scuttling into the sea. anticipation blew in on the mist of the breaking waves. 

the canid considered whether he was telling the truth.

"what..doing..?" the rasp of her voice finally came, a weak wisp of smoke from her throat. a grimace graced her lips, half embarrassed and half pained by the words her lips could no longer properly shape.

it had been too long since she'd last spoken. and her people were not known for their eloquent speech anyhow; the urchadainns had always been half feral. 

this was clear to see in the wildling, despite her best attempts at civility.