Spotted Eagle Mountain that shattered feeling, well the cause of it's a lesson learned

astara had expected the cobra's strike; her muzzle pulled across his head and spine without rebuff, perplexing the yearling. in her experience wolves either abhorred or relished contact; merrick seemed almost indifferent to it. or maybe, her.

she pulled away as merrick rested his head to his long limbs. his scent bore nothing she could detect, and after a bout of hovering silence the girl settled several feet away, peering into the foggy woods in thought.