Surprise!

The brute had turned while the wolf was speaking, facing her to invite conversation, and let out a warm chuckle at her words. She was younger than he, at least, he was pretty sure. She introduced herself as Aeil, and he realized that though the name was short it was a beautiful name. Turning his head, he felt a familiar twinge of pain in his shoulder. He remembered vaguely the injury that he had sustained there. If he remembered right, it was just in the turn of the war in his homelands. He had been jumped by an enemy- the enemy caught him from atop a border by jumping down and biting into his shoulder. The pain had been excruciating then, and because he never saw a proper healer, the shoulder had never properly healed.


?I suppose we are both lucky that this shelter happened to be here. I was out wandering, as you were, when the storm broke.? His tone was warm, and quiet. ?Aeil, that is a lovely name.? He remarked in a friendly tone. ?Are you a member of a pack?? His last question was asked in a curious tone, he was interested in the particular pack known as Valhalla, it seemed peaceful, though not so that he?d never get to use the skills he had learned over the years.