The Sentinels m+m's

up to you if kirain follows or not!

The other white wolf said something inaudible, too low for Odessia to hear from the distance where she currently cowered. She did not feel the gaze of the stranger on her, but she did hear the second bout of words. If they were meant to be reassuring, Odessia only felt the opposite. Her stomach flip-flopped, and she began to back further and further away. As much as she did not want to leave the world of the tiny flowers, she especially did not want to meet the same fate as Viper to a wolf she did not know. Or even to one she did know, for that matter.
When there were at least three strides between herself and the stranger, Odessia pivoted and took off, not looking back to see if the other would follow her. She only knew she could trust nobody. Except, perhaps that lovely little yellow flower. Odessia hoped she would be able to find one again, or at least something like it. It had been the first moment of peace she had felt since The Incident. If she could manage to recapture that, even for a few seconds at a time, she might be able to find peace again one day.