star bright star light

A soft voice rang out, meeting black-backed ears. Damn. Having been seen and addressed, she had no choice but to engage in small talk. The big woman slowed, then turned and moved back towards the woman staring at the sky. She didn't particularly wish to linger, but if this wolf needed something...

Coming up close, Resin seated herself a comfortable distance away from the other wolf. She'd seen her in passing, but she knew nothing of her. It was that way with most wolves of the packs. Unless they approached her directly, she would go on without knowing them. It suited her just fine. She wasn't exactly sociable. It was almost comical that she had birthed Iolaire and was the sister to Meadow. Both of the tiny women were chatterboxes and could talk the ears off of anyone. That wasn't Resin though. Not at all. So, she simply sat in silence, staring up at the same stars as the woman beside her. If the hooded dame wished to speak, she was free to do so. Resin would listen.