Steal my breath away: Seren

He had not shown alarm or felt surprise at the intrusion of this wolf upon the land around him. He was not surprised that his humiliation would bare an audience. He did not however expect her to move to sit beside him. The flick of an ear displayed this even as his face remained impassive. She was oddly familiar and comfortable with him and he wondered what life she must have led to allowed her to become so trusting up here and alone with him.

He forced his gaze to move away from her, for a moment.. for just a moment, he had forgotten why he was here. He looked over at the view before them, everything stood out in greys and silvers, the night and the moon created a different world to they one they lived in in the day.
With her words he understood that she was another who could appreciate the beauty of the night, and the way it looked out for those that stood bathed in its light. Certainly she looked comfortable in it, sitting beside him with a relaxed warmth in her strange and desirable orbs.
She asked about his statement, and widened his view to the full world around them, thinking, wondering how he could explain how he saw the world now if she could not see it for herself.
?In part its the shadows that fall across its surface, its the gentle silver darkness.. the way it softens the sharper lines of the day. Here in this shadowy world everything is softer, gentler.. more forgiving?
His explanation didn't do justice to the beauty he saw in his eyes, to the waves of silver that fell through the shadows in a light so much gentler then the suns, it was by far enough to see by but without the harsh brightness of the day.

She had laughed with the way he had asked for her name, and a smile was teased from lips that parted in a silent and more subtle laugh of his own. Her laugh was gorgeous and warmth, inviting him in to share with it.
?Lyric, I don't think I could find another to suit you so perfectly?
That was it, the gentle beauty he had seen in the grace of her movements the sweetness of her laugh and in the transcendent glow of her eyes. She in herself was a song, a melody she flowed with the grace of music and smiled with its innocence
?Yes, in fact I have yet to even know the names of the packs that reside here. You have the scent of life on you, I assume you yourself belong to one of these??