Promises

She looked to the man, eyes focusing upon his clouded over optics. So, he really could not see, and, due to this, she would not bother to do anything to the man. The dame loved teasing others, at least drive them nuts, but the last thing she wished to do was start a fight with a blind man. He would ask her, her name. He was rather polite to her, others would just say their name and then leave her to her shadows and or whatever they were doing before they heeded her attention.

"My name is Ylva. Ylva Sendri. May I ask, what is it like being blind?" She asked, eyes still focusing upon his own as she tilted her head to the side, wondering what it was like to be blind. She could see perfectly, she was never really sure what it was like to be without sight for she never met another wolf who was blind before.

"Speech"