Shadow Mountain but i just have to tell you that i love you so much these days

met with a flash of teeth, astara recoiled -- not unlike a slender spider scuttling back to its narrow trap-door. her eyes apprised him vehemently, unflinching in their roving of his features.

she did not recognize him physically, but she had gotten a taste of a scent she knew well enough. that earned him safety from her rebuking fangs -- though her lips lifted in a silent grimace, teeth bared to the pale gums.

he smelled of no one else - a loner, maybe. astara collected herself with a rough shake, snow toppling from her hide. merrick may have use for him yet; astara's svelte figure carried past the boy in sweeping strides. only once did she look back, the blazon of her indigo gaze embued with a single question: coming?