Arrow Lake falling down a rabbit hole

She did not look him in the eye, and the beast could not determine whether it was out of cowardice or some projected respect. Raheerah cared little for either possibility. He held her gaze within his own, meeting the cool blue eyes with the volcanic glow of his own. Like a sharp ember embedded with his skull he stared at her with a single unyielding eye, careless for what reason she didn't return his direct stare.

She shared an interesting scent. As the woman confirmed her origins - a different pack - Raheerah was quick to assume her to be their leader. She stood and moved like one. A regent on the ice. The domineering force. Raheerah quirked his head curiously. "Thaat which youu ruuule. Amm I correct?" He spoke with amusement, as though he'd engaged her in a harmless guessing game. Harmless for him, maybe.