Falling Stars [Hannibal]
01-09-2019, 07:16 PM
It was obvious how the man did not understand her native language. Was Amun shocked? No, completely opposite. Since the death of her family, no one had understood the ancient language. Perhaps it was better that way. The albino man changed the subject to the miniature stars. "I hope you don't mean physically," she replied. If he meant actual warmth, then Amun was taking no part in the sought after heat. The question the stained wolf asked was one that could not have been prevented. "I suppose I was looking for a glimpse of hope for my future," she replied. Her tone was not hurt, but the pain still called her heart home. What was she to do now? Her whole purpose in life was taken away from her, and now she wandered alone. Golden eyes blinked as they focussed upon the stranger. "I can ask you the same question, Ghost Wolf," she said, giving the no-name a name now.