So distracted by the distant lights of the Castle, Whisper missed the wolf approaching her until he asked who she was. Holding her ground quite well, all things considered, she craned her neck to consider the giant wolf. Her nostrils flared as she took in the scent, so familiar and yet so changed...
"Whisper, Mortis is my dad and Halo is my mum... I've been... away with my mother and brother." She held herself steadier than she would have prior to her journey, shoulders back, not trying to hide her scars from the strange lava cavern. "W- Is gramps still... alive?" She couldn't bite back the question, lavender eyes searching red. Why was Bas's scent so heavy in the mix and not Seers? How much had she missed?
At least his height would solve her vantage problem, "And what is going on here? Mind giving me a boost up so I can get a better view?"
