Mirror of Ice

Pyrite was a quiet girl, she was obedient and well mannered as her parents expected her to be. While they were protective she was never coddled and as the days of her life wore on she became more and more confident. Her adult size was becoming more and more apparents, as her twin and her siblings seemed to shoot up Pyr had stalled. Her tiny form simply an echo of her father’s massive girth. She was dainty but Pyrite was anything but delicate. She had a set of teeth that were not to be trifled with and unlike some damsel she knew how to defend herself. Her parents made certain of that.

She wasn’t supposed to be out without her parents, but she was becoming more independent by the day. She was working on being a yearling and felt grown up. Song never treated her like a child so she didn’t feel like one as her small form padded easily over the snowy fields. She was exploring, looking at the world and discovering its secrets.

One of them just happened to be another wolf. Bright eyes fell on the dark girl, she was taller than Pyrite but surely they were about the same age. Slate blue features tilted slightly as she looked her over, but not enough to be impolite. ”Or, cold.” Pyrite added as her tiny paws brought her closer to the stranger.