the great unknown

I LOVE IT THOUGH. :D The powerplay's fine!

There was something about the deep rumble of his baritone voice that comforted the inky pup. His presence instilled within her a sense of safety that she had not felt in quite some time. Although she was oblivious to his trepidation and doubts, she believed that the large wolf had been delivered to her to protect her. In her mind, nothing bad could come of her situation. There was no way for her to know the severity of what she had done. She could not predict that she would be separated from her siblings, her caretakers, and Stavanger Bay.

Liyaní understood the word "come" and knew that it meant the male wanted him to follow him, so she would. She rarely spoke to anyone in her pack and so her vocabulary was limited to the few broken words she exchanged with her brothers. Then, the wolf's tongue washed over her, warming her and ridding her of the unpleasant chill that had seeped down into her bones. Her ears twitched when he asked her a question, but Liyaní did not fully understand what he wanted her to say in response; no one in Stavanger Bay had ever asked her for her name before. She remained quiet and did not utter a reply to her new friend. Instead, she obeyed his command to follow him and did so with her injured paw lifted from the ground.