Moonstones and Moonlight [Red]

The male blinked as her voice brought him out of his fascinated examination of the wall, and she smiled easily as he turned to face her. The cursory glance over her unique attributes, without any of the usual reactions – raised brow-points, confusion, fascination, or even in some cases, disdain or perhaps distaste – was rather refreshing. Given his own traits, perhaps he came from a place where it was perfectly natural.

Her smile widened to a grin as he spoke, not missing the glance he gave the stone wall. His accent and name brought her ears up with interest. Names of the Old Tongue. Is second name sparked a memory, but this was definitely not her cousin out of Faite. "Is cúis áthais dom bualadh leat, Red.", she greeted, falling easily into the tongue her father had drilled into her and her brother’s minds from the very start, just to satisfy her curiosity about this fellow before her.

His next question was one she was happy to answer, and she straightened to her paws, leaping lithely to the ground beside him and turning to gaze up at the wall. She had aspirations to build it higher, for better vantage points and protection against wolves that were even larger than her Da.

“This wall was indeed built by my pack. It was founded before my birth by my father during his reign, as a simple line of stones around the border of both our lands, as a visual marker and something to teach our pups about pack borders with—they’re taught about purely scent-based boundaries as well, of course.”

She nodded to each direction down the wall, a paw lifting to gesture as she said, “It was around the time of a raid by Talis on our pack that he decided that it should be built higher as a defensive measure against trespassers. And to keep young pups from going beyond the wall, not that it’s worked well on that front—they tend to slip out anyway….

“I’d like to build it taller, though, both for a better vantage point over the land, and to make it so even the tallest of wolves in these lands cannot merely hop over. The openings for prey to pass through would be the only places of entry if I can manage it, and those are guarded. Took a while to convince the prey that it was safe to pass by the sentries, but they ignore us as long as we’re on the wall and don’t move.”

Ever the opportunist, she turned to the much taller wolf and grinned inquiringly as she added, “We’ve been trying better ways to stack the stones to keep them more stable, but I don’t think we’ve quite hit upon the secret yet—you said you study the human remnants and techniques… have you seen anything that might say how to do this? My primate companion and my cousins both said something about shaping.”

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think