fourteen - no heart - Heyel's soul - Spirane
sister of warlow, dam of sven *adopted*
this is her in blackouts


It is surreal to see such a hard expression turned towards her. Ailith has been a close confidante since the day she pulled Natu away from the jaws of death. In all she was the sole wolf who knew the extent of Natu's injuries, both physically and mentally, though it would be time soon to divulge such information to her Alpha. Daenery's had been busy of late but she did not think she had been forgotten since the meeting with Taviora. Looking into the cold eyes of Ailith she hopes, quite suddenly, that her friend can find it in her to forgive her for such antics. For using her to further herself. Though, in her defense, she hopes that Ailith's protective attitude and strong posture will ensure Daenery's favor in her as well. A beneficial play this would be if all went well and Ailith was proving to be a most canny player indeed.

Still, this act was not over.

Ailith speaks with a growl and Natu's lips peel back into her own answering one except not so intense. She must keep up the pretense of an ill-at-ease swamp wolf, one who despises having to ask them for something, to answer such questions, and yet submissive enough that Ailith doesn't outright kill or turn her away. It would be a shame for the pair to have a physical altercation and that is why this game is a risky business.

Natu's ears flick forward as Ailith calls for their alpha and her incessant moving slows. She plays as if she is relieved to finally be getting on with things and in truth she really is so it isn't hard to act as such. In response to her threat Natu's eyes narrow and she gives Ailith a look as if she is stupid - inside, she applauds her friend.

Daenery's silver form comes loping onto the scene rather swiftly. In response to her dominant posturing Natu's own ears fall back and her tail lowers. Her body shrinks though she makes to look as if she hates doing this. It is clear that she is on edge too in response to Ailith's own posture and when she asks Natu who she is it is almost hard to repress her fierce joy. For she had fooled not only Ailith in her acting but Daenery's too, at least for the moment.

And now it is time for the closing scene. Now that attention is focused upon her Natu lifts her head, her tail rising with it and she takes a slow step forward, all too aware that the two might gang up on her if she is not careful. "Who am I? I am the dew upon the grass," she begins, in that same husky voice though it has become slightly sing song and lighter. Smoother. "I am the shadow behind you." Suddenly she ducks her head down and raises a paw. They might think she is about to go nuts and scratch herself to death or some weird Iromar thing but instead she licks her paw, making a grimace at the rancid taste, and then passes it along her left eye three times. In each swipe the dirt begins to peel until a line of white shows through on either side of her eye, a revelation.

Natu lifts her head now with a triumphant grin. "I am the Spider in the web of Spirane."