Arrow Lake laughter for years untold

She remained silent, the glances of her pack mates not lost on the woman. Her lips curled in a fond smile to the boy as he welcomed her to the pack—the innocence of his youth entirely endearing to the pale sylph in that moment.

The fact they hunted rabbits did not bother her in the least. The challenge of the flighty creatures was something that took her focus from the judgement that fell upon her, and the woman did her best to grin and bear it, for now.