Are You Hungry?

Barghest emerged from the shadows, her figure almost ghostly as she navigated the underbrush with grace. She had this far east before, with Bowen and Nimue, but after joining her sister’s pack; no. The winter's chill was harsh, but she moved with ease despite the biting cold. Her fur, marked by striking white stripes, shimmered subtly under the faint light that pierced the canopy above the springs.

Wolves of all sorts and sizes were taking part in the warmth of the springs, but she had not found a less populated spring quite yet. Until, she spotted a peculiar looking wolf, with pastel blue and violet eyes leaned up against the rock wall of a spring. Barghest watched her for a moment, taking note of the lack of wolves within that particular spring.

With a soft, deliberate crunch of snow underfoot, Barghest made her presence known, approaching the edge of the pool where the colorful girl had just settled. “Rough winter.” She said, her voice carrying a calm tone that contrasted with her roguish appearance. Her eyes, though cold in hue, held a mischievous, understanding gaze.

Barghest eased herself into the pool, the heat immediately soothing her own weary body. “Oh hell. That’s glorious.” Letting the warm water envelop her, Barghest leaned back, allowing herself to relax. With that, she closed her eyes, the steam and heat working their magic.

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