Two Truths, One Lie

Arachne remained seated, her silver and grey fur catching the flickering light of the fire as she listened attentively to Talyssa's words. The mention of the Hallows intrigued her, sparking a flicker of curiosity about the pack and its way of life. As Talyssa spoke of Hearthstone, the ruined castle that served as the Hallows' home, Arachne couldn't help but envision the grandeur of such a place, now fallen into disrepair yet still holding a sense of history and pride. The idea of a pack that valued knowledge, artistry, and swordsmanship resonated with Arachne.  As Talyssa finished speaking, Arachne took a moment to process the information, mulling over the details in her mind.

Finally, she raised her head to meet Talyssa's gaze, a thoughtful expression on her face. "Thank you for sharing that with us, Talyssa," she said, her voice calm and respectful as she expressed her appreciation. "It's nice to meet you."

"Arachne Klein"