Moonstones and Moonlight [Red]

A wide smile settled on her face at Red’s response, pleased at encountering someone who spoke the same tongue as herself and her family, and her muzzle dipped in response.

A soft chuckle escaped as he remarked on the ease of pups’ escape arts, and privately filed the small tidbit of information regarding his lineage away, wondering if he possibly hailed from her great grandmother’s original homeland. Probably not, but it was always nice to imagine venturing to that place someday, perhaps when she had retired and stepped down, leaving the pack in her heir’s paws.

That brief glimmer of future gave her pause, and his rumbling voice brought her back as she turned her eyes back to the wall, nodding thoughtfully as he mused. “In the end, once we find a solid way to build this, I could foresee tearing the original down, leaving a line of stones to commemorate what my father founded, and building a new wall that would stand for generations and beyond. It would probably take a few generations to do it, though.”

A laugh filtered through on the last comment, her eyes flicking to the male before she turned, gesturing her invitation for him to walk with her as she padded across the moonstruck ground. “What brings you to the West, if you don’t mind my asking?”

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