Ankyra Sound invisible ghosts

Two wolves accosted him shortly thereafter; the first pitch as night bearing a shrewd, hawk-eyed gaze, and the second carried a low lit fire in his eyes to contrast the sterling snowbank he may or may not have been carved from. They were polar opposites, almost formidable in their own right had such a thing dissuaded him.

It was she who spoke first, her question terse but simple.

"I am Valtari," he answered just as swiftly and simply. Clearly he had interrupted something, but just what that may have been he did not afford a thought toward. It couldn't have been too terribly pressing if they had time to question him, or perhaps their needs aligned with his own without much wonder.

He pressed ahead: "I wish to join you, should you have use of another."

And if they did, they would take his bait.