Ankyra Sound Genesis 1

Her moment alone seemed to be fleeting, the sound of familiar pawsteps hitting the sand cutting through the air and making her ears twitch. Her head turned as Nayavanti spoke, taking in her comforting scent.

A single paw forward to test the ground, and then she made her way to her dear Keeper. I never go far, do I? She mused, clouded eyes shutting to bump her head into the chest of the other. I will be just fine. We both know that it is not the will of our god to see me die.

Her voice was sweet, soft-spoken and high. A voice that to most it would seem only Nayavanti had the privilege of hearing.