Greatwater Lake Like Crystals, Reflecting in the Darkness

Silence was something of value to the female, as was the time of night. Whether it be eerie or comforting, the quietness could always show up and spare one from anything that may have come their way. As all good things, though, even the hushed atmosphere must come to an end—and it did much quicker than what the female had been expecting. In the stillness of the night, even a whisper can be carried by the cool winds, but this voice was not that of a whisper. It was simply a voice, nothing more nor less. Then came the sound of paws hitting the cold ground, growing louder and louder as the other grew closer. After letting a breath escape her, Sen turned to see who it might be, only to find that the wolf was basically a sun with four legs. Even in the night, when the sun was suppose to be asleep, the golden pelt of the new face seemed to glow with light from the sun, rather than from that of the moon. She was intrigued by it, but admitting to such a thing would never happen.

“Mind turning your brightness down a few notches?” she called to him, her own amusement doing nothing to hide from her voice. “It's a little blinding.” Someday, Sen would greet a new presence with nothing more than a 'hello' and kinder works, but that wasn't about to happen today. She might not be angry over her silence being interrupted, but that wouldn't prevent her from commenting, and possibly joking, about the man's bright colors.