Evelyn, Evelyn

The approach of another would not go unnoticed by the scarred woman, for one whose life was dedicated to the service of others could not afford to be ignorant of those around her. As the man she recognized from Elias' pack approached she dropped her head, ears pulling back and her gaze dragging to her paws. Her stance was fully submissive, she waited in this crouch for him to pass or for him to give her an order. Instead, he paused before her and she lowered herself further, wilting under his gaze.

The Man spoke and Pari nodded slowly. There was a softness, a kindness in his voice and it put her on edge. She was neither one who deserved kindness nor did she trust that such a wolf as one who could follow Elias be capable of producing kindness for a wolf like her.

"speech!"