Magic in the night

Whisper visibly flinched when lavender eyes fell on the trio before her. While the white one seemed the most welcoming, kinda like her mum, the darker wolf-thing reminded her of her grandpa, and she realised she probably shouldn't be out here. Was he a friend of the family? Also, strangers could come across as friendly to try and steal her away right? The grumpy one was what she expected to get from her family if she got caught out of bounds. Tail tucked and ears back, she padded towards the darkest wolf, expecting a solid scolding for sneaking off alone in the middle of the night again. She expected him to scoop her up and carry her home.

“Speech”