Northstar Vale Right Beside You

Large, imposing, despite not trying to be. The male was swathed in gold and crimson—some of that to be sure, rabbits blood. It wasn’t quite what she envisioned her day including but here she was, a meek attempt at placing blind trust in another while possibly leading a lion to a den of newborns.

“I’m not privy to the politics between our packs but I can mention it to Arsenio or Tamar if you don’t see them before you leave.” The sun above warmed her coat, and she could only imagine how ragged and gritty her new companion felt, given the blood caked upon him.

Both questions were not necessarily unexpected, but she wasn’t entirely sure how to answer. She paused for a decent moment, chewing her lip for only a second before responding. “Meadow. My name is Meadow…” Engi, her mind chose to remind her, the masculine purr of the male’s voice who had named her so stirring a shiver up her spine, grief forming as a lump in her throat before she swallowed it back down. “It’s nice enough… Tamar is sweet and has kept me busy. Busy is good,” she offered, enough for conversation, but never enough to give way her inner feelings. “And you? What is Mereo like, and why are we sister packs?”