You Can Never Change What's Done [Kesali]

Silver optics took in the unique form of the shivering babe before her. Ivory horns sprung from an albino plagued cranium as a galaxy pattern threatened to consume it's pelt. The Wreckage bloodline was not known for their vibrant colors or mutations so seeing such an exotic Wolf was nearly baffling. Clementine listened to her pack mate Lydia speak with a raised brow of concern. The gal was no healer but it was rather clear this strange pup was suffering from the chill. Chattering teeth and a severe lack of warmth brought forth an immense amount of concern from the caring babe.

As the stranger brought forth a name Clem offered a reassuring smile to her inky lips. "Nice to meet you, Erys!" Despite the circumstances the femme allowed her tone to breathe forth a sense of promise. As in they would save him from the cold pain he must be enduring. Silver eyes poured into his own. "My name is Clementine, but you can just call me Clem. We are going to help you, okay?" Perhaps it was out of turn to make such a promise but she was nearly positive Branch wouldn't turn away such a young creature suffering and at the brink of collapsing.

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