-- walking into view

Her prey was coming closer. Irin twitched her ears, dropping a little lower into her crouch until her stomach was practically dragging the ground. You never knew with monsters as tricky as these what they could or couldn't see, and Irin didn't exactly blend in perfectly with her surroundings. Her starkly white fur contrasted sharply with everything around her, which would make it easy for the mysterious monster to notice her unless she managed to make everything just righ--what was that?

The sound of a throat being cleared made Irin jolt, her head swinging sharply in the direction of the sound, relaxing minutely at the sight of a black wolf. Maybe this was the monster! Perhaps Irin had stumbled across the mysterious creature already and it had taken the form of a wolf so that she wouldn't attack it.

Completely ignoring the fact that he smelled of Glaciem, and was surely a member of the pack, Irin was formulating several wild theories when her King spoke, making Irin start once more. "Why, it's a monster of course." A smile flickered across the white female's features as she examined the two wolves. Taurig, she committed the name to memory with a twitch of her tail, "It's disguising itself as an elk, but it can't fool me!" There was a hint of childish joy in Irin's voice as she spoke. After all, she wasn't that far removed from being a child, at only a year and a half in age.

Perhaps that explained why her imagination was so wild. Of course, that probably wasn't the kind of thing that would fade with age. She simply couldn't imagine the world without it being painted as wildly as it was in her mind. It would be so boring otherwise.



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