Silverlight Terrace Rain or Shine (I)

The stranger made neither backed down or make an exit. Wildfire stared incredulously in his direction, though her attention shifted sideways when Floki spoke. She blinked. "You do?" Her ears fanned backward as she gave him a puzzled look. "Who is he?" Even as she asked, her amber gaze slid back to the other wolf and she noticed the beige streaks beneath his eyes, which were only a few shades darker than Floki's Caribbean blue.

Once more, her gaze shifted, now to her young beau's legs, then back to the stranger's face. The markings were distinct, probably made even more so by the wetness. Was this another prodigal relative of Floki's? What are the odds? And what's his beef? she thought as she anticipated their aggressor's identification.