Axiom of Choice

The stranger turned towards her, and she was met with the lighter blue eyes of the wolf, and realised they where level with her own. She managed a more honest smile, and fought the impulse to fidget as she searched for the right way to word her questions. “I'm looking for information, and wanted to know if you knew anything of the history of Obsidian Beach? It use to be owned by a pack – my family, and I've since lost contact with them. If you happened to know anything about where they might have gone, I would be very grateful”

She did shift her weight then, just once from foot to foot as she wondered if this wolf would have any information she sought. She didn't look familiar to Ray, she didn't think she had any connection to her past, but then, she had been gone from her family for a time now. It was worth a try, if she knew anything at all, could give her any direction to focus her search on, then this wouldn't feel so pointless.