Fearless [Iskra]

Having nothing all that much better to be doing with herself left Iskra happy to busy herself with whatever caught her interest. Right now it was this younger wolf who was practically sinking into the rock she sat atop, not that Iskra blamed her. It was a nice day, if you liked warm weather, that is. She giggled at the girls' response, calling back, "I wouldn't blame you, it's nice out!"

The reaction she got when this girl finally opened her eyes wasn't terribly uncommon, she was quite used to it and in fact basked in the attention just a bit, smiling a bit wider, chin tilting up a bit. She could admit it - she enjoyed the attention, a lot. "Of course, she's my sister. Our family is pretty recognizable..." she mused. It was an easy task most of the time to pick a relative out of a crowd. Wolves with starry coats didn't appear often outside their family, or at least not as far as she knew.

Glancing at her newfound company, Iskra added, "I'm kind of hanging around where Artemis is for now. You're part of the... Crew? Right? So we'll probably see each other around here and there. I'm Iskra, by the way."