feelings, sensations that you thought were dead

a woman with all the loveliness of winter would appear, calling out a greeting. Heloise was briefly struck by her intricate coat; it seemed the season itself was carved on her. one of ice and snow. for a moment, the alabaster woman felt shamed that her own coat was so plain. then her mind went from vanity to one of logic again. her own icy gaze turned to face the stranger, dipping her head to break eye contact after awhile.

"and to you" her tone was friendly enough while speaking to the other woman. shifting her body to better face her, her smile was warm. "are you perhaps Song's companion?" she took a wild guess, for she had met no other wolves living in the north aside from him.