Formalities and Sarcasm

Asukal walked through the pack, ignoring the curious stares that looked over her. She followed the scent trail to the slave named Empy. A gorgeous white wolf with amethyst eyes looked her up and down, sizing her up it seemed. "You're Empyrea." The gray wolf stated simply. Her piercing yellow orbs also looking the wolf over, the white goddess was only a mere two inches over the gray beauty. Kallie stared into the amethyst optics, her audits standing straight up, with no signs of backing down. Her orbs showed a hint of submissiveness though towards the white she-wolf.

OOC: Wrong wolf with the last post, hopefully getting it removed, so sorry