slipping up

Well, it wasn't just her red eyes that were odd in her terms, it was the mane on her back. Vibrantly blue in color it reached all the way down to her shoulders. Marking her as Sani's daughter, because many instantly knew who she was if they had known the husky like wolf with a blue mane. Yet, his colors were nice as well, Vahva wasn't one for appearance but she did take foolish pride in her mane. He was obviously still cautious and she didn't blame him, but she relaxed herself, he didn't seem bad and maybe she could get to talk with him. He didn't smell of any of the packs, but even if they were to become part of enemy packs. Vahva had a plan, to create her own so this was her try and socializing with a wolf she knew almost nothing about. Clearly something had gone wrong with his emotions a moment ago but she would not say anything.

He was so polite, was he younger than she? After all she was only Two years old so this guy, if he was a yearling that surprised her a lot considering the conditions. Had something happened to his parents? To the pack he was in? No Vahva was curious but she refused to pry uselessly on a matter that would only start a fight. "I was hoping to find some food and get a place to think but, it's difficult to find in this place." She didn't smile, whenever she did smile it was entirely fake on her terms. There was no reason for her to be happy. There wouldn't be until she achieved her goal, and then would have to make a new one. "My name's Vahva, I'm heading towards Valhalla and you?" She asked tilted her head. There was no sign of disrespect in her voice, it was all equality. She was simply speaking to another wolf.

"speech"