Hideaway Strath Synapses Snap Back in Blissful Anguish

Her head jerked up in response, having been under the impression that she would be ignored. She stood up, shuffling a bit closer and opening her mouth to reply. "My name is Zitari." She mumbled under her breath, her body language showing signs of unusual coyness.

The closer she got to this wolf, the more she realized how beautiful he truly was. There was something unique about him — foreign to their species, though somehow the same. Bright markings throughout his fur that made her wonder if he truly was a typical wolf. 

Who was he? Why did he have so many servants? Where did he come from? Her natural curiosity fought to burst out as questions filled her mind by the second. — No. She’d gotten herself in trouble in similar ways before. There was no way she was going to make it out alive if he decided that she stepped over the line, so for that reason, she would remain simply curious until she figured him out.