sunwalker

Cara seemed to be hinting at something, and the healer narrowed her eyes in thought. Ivev wondered if there was some issues with trespassers, and if it was something to be careful of when out on her expeditions.

She turned her head to see the auburn brown male trekking out of the forest to their position on the bluff above the lake. Cara had called him Sitri, and he looked like a wolf undoubtedly loyal to the alphess, carrying his scarred face proudly as he approached them. The wounds were long since healed, but Ivev knew the memories would never fade.

I'm Ivev, she introduced, dipping her ivory head to the Gamma. She would wait for Cara to continue the conversation, but there was curiosity brimming inside about this male. Ivev could only imagine the stories he would have.