A Silent Heart

As always silence followed in the young woman's wake, covering her like a veil and spreading as her paws slowly pressed into the sand, slowly carrying her onwards. She didn't know where she was going, she didn't know why she was walking but she found it hard to stop now a days. She found herself moving at a dejected and yet somehow purposeful pace. She was in the north and that's all that mattered, somehow she had survived off of bugs, berries and occasionally the good will of others but the north was not a very accommodating place to a six month old pup. But she stayed in the area because she knew Aerom was here. As long as she could on occasion cross his path she was happy, content to know that her family was near. But generally she avoided the rest of the wolves who wandered this area. She had made a few exceptions, like the older male who had approached her with the rabbit, but generally she prefered to be alone.

Except of course on days like today when her stomach rumbled, the sound and feeling vibrating all the way through her rib cage. Did every pup go through what she and Aerom were going through? Was she lacking some skill that every other pup was born with? Was it because her father hasn't been there when she was born? A sound behind her stopped the train wreck of thoughts waiting to happen along with her walk. It was pawfalls from what she could gather. And though she never felt especially social for some reason toward the young girl turned her head and cast her black blue eyes over her shoulder, catching sight of the strangely marked female.

Was everyone marked so intricately here?

Speech!