Noctisardor Bypass the path to heaven runs through miles of clouded hell

(May I? :3)



Leila told herself frequently that she needed to focus on being more social to her packmates, and funny thing, how the yearling was in this very same thought process, as she stumbled across two of them. The shock was apparent on the elegant beau's face, but she then settled minty irises on the newcomer. She did not recognize the pale silver male, but she did recognize the soft hued greyscale female, so humbly she acknowledged the both of them.

Dipping her dainty head, she spoke to the both of them. her shadow enveloped eyes staying bright with the fresh youth she held as maturely as someone who was an entire year older than she.

"Hello, friends."

She spoke as much English as she could, her lessons with her father teaching her more and more of the vocabulary. She was not losing the memory of her own native language, she simply accommodated another lingual in there.