I kept watching her- because I wasn’t nearly foolish enough not to, watching as she finally seemed to stop staring at herself and pay attention as I sat myself atop the boulder, golden paws resting atop that cool stone as I let the gold of my eyes look down and towards her. I may be young, but I know how a predator moves and she moves like a predator. It is…uncomfortable, though until she actually attacks I am determined not to show my unease with being near her. I want to be a spy one day, a great spy and this is how I learn, or at least- how I will learn to be better. Through practice. Maybe I had bitten off more then I could chew with this ‘practice’ but I was still going to try. I don’t know why I am this way, why I seem so determined to be someone, to make something of myself. Maybe I just want to prove Father wrong, maybe I need to be someone before I can find the flat land- I don’t know. I just know there is a reason for this and I do not intend to let Mistress Jaidah down no matter what tricks this dark one might play. I don’t think she liked my question, her lips pulling back from her teeth as she stopped at the base of the rock, limbs still dripping with the water she had waded through to get here as my golden gaze rested politely on her still. Raven? I let my head tilt to the side, curious as to what exactly she was talking about, taking a few moments to remember the same of the black and red girl who had visited me once before.

“She came to the mountains- I was born there you see and she came to visit one day. She looks like you.”

Whether or not they were Mother and Daughter I cannot say and really it does not matter very much, my words merely a hint at such things before I let it slide once more. I had been honest however, entirely so, my pelt held Raven’s scent because we had been together atop the mountain and although it had been brief it had occurred all the same- I saw no reason to lie to her about that, why should it matter at all? I am entirely sure she knew her child, or her relative, whatever Raven was to her- was out and about and moving around. She lived in Iromar, that much I knew for sure though as I said the matter of Raven is fairly unimportant all the same. Gold tipped ears pricked forward once more, still ever watchful of the female in front of me. She reminded me of some of the wolves in my pack, strange creatures some of them, though I suppose I didn’t mind. They never did many any harm after all- although why she reminds me so much of the Asteraia wolves I cannot say. Just a feeling, I suppose.

“He lives here you know, Tobias, here in this field- is that why you came? Imprinting is funny like that, it keeps pulling you back together because it has something to do with souls being bonded. Even when you try to stay away.”

I nodded, assured of the words I spoke entirely as my tail flicked once more and my attention remained focused upon her, form relaxed, easy upon the boulder that still existed as a barrier between us just in case she got upset with me once more as a grin touched my features. I let the gold of my eyes narrow slightly as if suddenly a thought had occurred to me, features looking decidedly foxish as I regarded the dark wolf with the marked face.

“Are you worried he will eat you?”

It was a strange thing to ask I suppose, head tilted in a puppy-like fashion to the side as if I was entirely curious of the answer, which I was, I suppose it never occurred to me that sometimes even monsters can be afraid.

“He ate the last one they say- or maybe that was his mate. Do you think he would eat you? Or would being imprinted stop that?”

I was curious and she seemed to know a lot about eating things.