optical illusion

Her question went unanswered as the she wolf rejected it and returned one of her own. She seemed curious, like she had almost recognized her for only a moment. Poem was sure that she’d never met the young woman before, but she seemed just another of the many Kleins within Ashen. She had no problems meeting her gaze either, Poem was still trying to understand her place in the Armada. She held a high rank, but the stipulations were intense.

”Poem Destruction, the Warlord’s apprentice and Adversary Heir.” She explained, wondering if there was more to the young Klein’s question. What had she seen when their eyes met? ”Who are you?” She returned, ”I don't believe we’ve met before…” She pressed carefully.