YOU SHALL DRIP RUBIES {[COVARI]}

Of course she had followed her russet queen, always a step behind her. There were so many wolves here, and it made her feel rather uncomfortable. Keeping her small frame close to the ground, her pale blue eyes remained down cast. All those eyes, and she felt like they were all watching her slink behind her injured master. When Sibelle found her seat, Ekko sat beside her, keeping her eyes on her paws like always.

Ekko felt strange emotions pooling off Sibelle, and her scarred face rose to look at her lady. What was going on? Letting out a soft whine, the small dame softly leaned against Sibelle and placed a soft lick on her shoulder, hoping to calm whatever was going on within her. Of course she said nothing, but even as her head moved downwards she kept her body leaned against her, hoping to offer some sort of support to her kind master.