upon your belly you shall walk

Inferna’s ears flicked toward the sound of laughter, her gaze catching on the pale figure sprawled at the hill’s base. The albino wolf’s pink eyes gleamed with amusement, and her snowy coat seemed to reflect the fading sunlight. For a moment, Inferna paused, her heart skipping at the sight of someone who looked… similar. A rare sense of familiarity stirred in her chest.

"You always hunt by tumbling downhill?" Inferna asked, stepping closer. Her tone was cautious but carried a rare warmth. Her own pale fur shifted as she moved, the longer fur of her curled tail catching the light in a way that mirrored the other’s while it wagged.

"Speech" - Thoughts