-- the longest of nights

N/A · 08-26-2013, 11:58 AM

when enemies are at your door, i'll carry you away from war

It was only when the voice reached Claire's ears that she became aware of the fact that she had company. The black female stirred, turning mismatched eyes towards the source of the sound, and found her gaze settling on an unfamiliar white form. Like herself and most of her brothers, his eyes were different colors, a trait that they got from their father. Cormalin. It was weird to think of him as her father. "Hello," Claire returned the greeting warily, her nostrils flaring as she tested the stranger's scent. It was distinctly Valhallan, but not particularly familiar. Perhaps she had scented it once or twice during her wanderings, which wouldn't have surprised her. Claire was bad at staying one place for too long, after all. It was probably a throwback to the days when she and her brothers had always been on the move.

Ears twitching slightly, Claire glanced at the male once more. "Little late for you to be out and about, isn't it?" Her tone was mild and her words slightly curious as she examined the wolf that had approached her. It was rare for her to find another wolf awake and about when she couldn't sleep. She had thought that insomnia was solely her domain, but it seemed that she was wrong on this night at least. Whatever his reasons for wandering, however, Claire wouldn't pry if he wasn't interested in disclosing it. She wouldn't blame him. After all, Claire had enough trouble telling her brothers that her sleep was still filled with nightmares, even after all this time.

She could imagine that it would be much harder for another wolf to tell a stranger something like that. Of course, it was always possible that he was just a night owl or any number of other things. He probably didn't have a reason remotely close to hers for being still awake.

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