Whitebark Stream Send away for a priceless gift.

softly silvertongue shook her head, wanting so desperately to know who this sibling was. and yet she did not want to know. "but should he come here, he will be handled." she might have offered to send word to his pack, were it not for the situation in which they found themselves. in such, it was best to keep back from one another. anonymous. this had never happened to her before, and she found herself without anything to say, warmly soft but otherwise closed, the click of a door. "i will be on the lookout," she assured the alabaster man, a smile curving her face for the memory of their shared time.