Qeya River devourer

Her words were not met with ruffled feathers for once, but her gaze still held distrust as he she listened to him speak. He asked which claim was hers and she lifted her head north towards home. My brother and I lead the pack up north on the glacier, she answered. She studied the male in front of her. He was tall like she was, but unlike her snowy white coat, his was made of silver draped in a peppering a black with an earthen brown draped across his tail and ears. Do you get something out of wandering near claimed lands? she asked with a raised eyebrow. He obviously had scented their borders and she assumed Morningside's as well, so why continue to court danger?