Noctisardor Bypass sunbeam showers

delayed, short response. crap. sorry, X.

"My name is Crëyr," She said smoothly in a response to his question, knowing his name was Vector. Seizing the opportunity to study one of her newly-met pack members, she let her eyes trail from his bright emerald eyes to his seemingly Autmn-touched pelt— rusty hues and darker browns, though they varied. "May I ask what the language you'd spoken was? It seemed to have ties to one I've heard, though that may not be the case..."

She knew she'd seen him before. Back in the first pack meeting of the Bypass she'd been to, when the pack had been ripe with healthy, strong members... Where were they all? Where had they gone to? Why, when they needed everybody the most, had they disappeared in the midst of it all?