The Dawn has No Patience

Raven thought back to when she had begun her following of her own mentor, and how he didn't give his name until much later in the evening. Perhaps he had an insecurity issue? Or he just didn't trust her? Syver was a mysterious wolf, but a wise one, regardless of his abandonment of her. And she'd like to think she would see the Scandinavian again, some day. Perhaps this vanishing was a test he was trying on her, or some sort of offstage visual. He could be watching her this very instant to see if she applied any of the rules and methods he had taught her. A test. He could be anywhere. And she would never know.

A sigh escaped her maw at the thought of the only an she had ever gotten remotely close to. Why had he left? Was there something she did incorrectly? Had she pushed him away without knowing it? Just like she had done the rest?

"Names mean very little to me. Simply knowing you're you is enough to satisfy my acknowledgement of your prescence."