A thunderous roar erupted over Aurora Borealis. Leila startled, and her frame instinctively lowered to the ground, ears pinned against her cranium. But she quickly gathered that it had been the screech of a wolf. She must have seemed like such an idiot – cowering under the sound but in her defence, it had been exhibited at a rather assaulting volume. Through the thickness of whirling snowflakes that fell to the ground like the feathers of a moulting bird, she struggled to see. The noise had occurred and stopped so suddenly, as if the stranger had caught sight of her and had been drawn back in fear of humiliation. She was conspicuous against the white of the snow; it wouldn’t have been difficult to spot her. But faintly, the frame of a figure was clear. The male had piercing blue eyes and for a moment she found herself mistaking him for Kalgalath, for with the falling snow there was no chance of her catching a scent. But if it was him, he wouldn’t have remained still. And what reason would he have for yelling? “Hello?” She called out softly, edging forward slightly. She displayed no dominance or hostility, for if it was a brute in anger with her kingdom then what chance did she have against him? “Oh please let me see you, dear stranger.” She laughed, a girly, innocent tune escaping from her sweet tweaked maw.

Another figure quickly arose from the white landscape and, like she, could not be hidden against the land. Leila struggled to recall the name of the female; she had seen her at the Pack Meeting but had made no effort to talk to her. And she knew nothing about the fae, apart from that she was well respected in the Kingdom. But the darkened female greeted her warmly and to the embarrassment of Leila, remembered her name. “Oh,” she beamed. “Hello! I’ve been alright I suppose, I couldn’t tell you much. What about you?” When she turned her attention to the foreigner, she listened curiously. Chenzii! That was the name, of course! She shook her head with the confusion of how she was even able to forget her name.

There was not much more that Leila would be able to add to what Chenzii had stated and asked so she instead settled down with a smile upon her kissers. The capability to believe that almost everyone was good inside was a dangerous thing. She did not believe this white cloaked varg posed a serious threat to Aurora Borealis. What could he do? He was outnumbered if he even attempted anything. “Um, well I hate to impose on your personal life but I couldn’t help but hear the sound you… made. I hope you are not too troubled sir.” She nodded gently, and did not dare prise into it further. “I must admit I mistook you for another brute at first. Your eyes are very similar.” She did not state who. Leila knew that giving too much information away could result in extremely bad things.




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