One of a Kind

Zanire couldn't help but smirk when she noticed where the wolf's gaze went, to her claws. The only time she could remember using them to harm somebody was once, when she had helped Gargoyle, the ex-Chief of Glaciem take down a large bear who had been causing a lot of trouble for his pack back hen he ruled it. The only other time she used her claws, to dig up things to eat.

The gaze wouldn't linger on her claws for long though, for the wolf's eyes would go up to meet hers. "I do not need food...i look for protection for my self and my pack." Her head tilted to the side at the woman's voice, she was looking for protection... was that the only reason she approached the beast? She wanted to laugh for the wolf to think such a thing but she kept a straight face.

When the wolf introduced herself as Keita, a wolf of Glaciem, the bear's brows came together. So, those wolves had the balls to keep the name. Zanire would huff through her nose, a sign of displeasure at the mention of the pack. "Zanire my name. You pack may see me around you land around Winter." She would come out now to let the wolf know, the bear had chosen the north, a good spot near the Glaciem pack, to den for the winter.


"normal.
talk.
think.
you"


Awesome image made by Clash. <3