Oceanic Dwell

Enyo strode into the dimly lit tunnels, her thick mane glistening as the sparse red light caught it. The echoes of her feet reverberated against the cool stone walls, announcing her arrival long before she spoke. She held her head high, her eyes piercing through the shadows, taking in the scene before her.

Zephyros stood rigidly, his muscular frame a stark contrast to the smaller female beside him. Enyo’s gaze narrowed as she assessed the situation. Her brother’s posture was tense. A flicker of suspicion danced in her mind as she noticed the smaller wolf... her fur a disheveled mix of blue and darker patches, her yellow eyes wide and uncertain. It was clear to Enyo that her brother was far too interested in this peculiar creature for her liking.

"Hello," she greeted, her voice dripping with authority. "What brings you here with this... one?" The word slipped from her tongue like a fine wine, laced with a hint of disdain.

The girl’s gaze darted between the two larger wolves, her ears flicking nervously. Enyo’s imposing figure was an undeniable force in the dim tunnels, and she leaned into that power, exuding dominance as she assessed the younger wolf with a critical eye. "Is this your latest conquest?" Enyo continued, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth.

The tension around Zephyros seemed to thicken, and Enyo noted the slight flush in his cheeks, a sign that he might be hiding something beneath his tough exterior. With a disdainful flick of her tail, she stepped closer. Enyo’s gaze remained fixed on her brother, the sharp edge of her curiosity woven with an almost protective instinct. She wanted to ensure that any connections Zephyros formed would reflect positively on their lineage. The Dunamis were not to be associated with just anyone.


"SPEECH"