The Strength to Carry On

As she sat there Zanire wondered what had happened to the male, it felt like only yesterday that he was just fine, helping get rid of the bear causing his wolves trouble. Now wasn't the time for her to as though, she would wait and ask once he recovered and got some rest.

Pulling the beast from her thoughts was a white form moving towards her. Lifting herself onto all four the woman's violet orbs focused on the creature, a wolf. She took in a deep breath, trying to identify who this being was. What she got was a female, a sweet yet bitter scent mixed in there along with the scent Glaciem wolves had. Not long after that the woman spoke, asking if Glaciem wolves were in there.

Zanire just stared at her a few moments, gaze eventually falling to the herb she picked up. Gargoyle no look good. Man in dere, Awaken, and a black and white lady. She informed the young shewolf, ear twitching before taking a step to the side to allow her to pass. Go. Her voice, though her sentences were broken, was gentle and friendly.


"normal.
talk.
think.
you"


Awesome image made by Clash. <3