She tensed, ears pricking as a clanking noise emanated from the rip in the ship's side. She watched as a black creature hauled it's way through, soot-colored coat mantled with white frost. Her eyes narrowed warily and she lowered her head, ears slicking back. She had learned not to bound up to strangers like a pup. The scent of blood on his muzzle drew her attention, and she suppressed a growl of frustration as she realized that he had helped himself to the hard-won kill she had been forced to abandoned.
"And you are?" she asked, none too politely. She was aware she couldn't claim ownership to this ship, but she wasn't sure how she felt sharing it for the duration of the storm. There was something about this male that set her on edge. She wasn't sure if it was his imposing frame, missing eyes, or simply his unsettling smirk. He was a looker, that was true, but she wasn't so stupid as to equate good looks with a kind demeanor."Speech"
