The Heartwood Feel It All Without You

Harlyn felt the heat rise to her cheeks when the girl responded in kind.  She knew that she was a beauty in the eyes of her species, but she was of the opinion that everyone was beautiful in their own unique ways.  There was something extra that drew her to this particular woman, and she was intent on discovering exactly what that quality was.


She shook her head to deter the girl from worrying.  "No, these lands are not claimed to my knowledge," Harlyn assured her with a smile, "The pack I run with resides Northeast of here.  I'm Harlyn Cinderloch."  She bowed her head politely, hoping her introduction might inspire the she-wolf to share one of her own.