Whispers in the Dark

She stood tall and did not back down from him, no fear emanated off her now since she remembered the scent that her pack mates emanated from their pelts. Her emerald colored orbs shimmering slightly as her pearl white teeth showed slightly, but not in a way that she wanted a challenge. She knew he was more superior than she, and would kill her if he wished to. She bowed her head slightly in respect but stood still, soon bringing her cranium back up.

"Hello," She spoke in a voice that emanated determination and some kindness, for she have heard about his kind, always willing and strong, someone who could kill whenever the opportunity presented itself to him. Her eyes shimmered even more. The wind and snow began to pick up. The snow fell down from the heavens in large flakes, covering her body in a blanket of white as speckles of black poked out from the sheet of white beauty.

"My name is Esperanza, and judging by the scent I could tell you are part of the pack of Glaciem," the femme spoke out, waiting for a response to come from his mouth. The cold continued to whip at her face as if she were being stung by a thousand bees. The cold felt like they were in below temperatures, but she did not shiver from the cold she felt in front of this wolf. The land seemed to be barren, but the trees were covered in the white flakes as their branches were barren.