The deep crimson eyes of the larger wolf soon began drifting up, then down, and then up again. He studied every part of her he could, taking note of her uniquely patterned and frankly beautiful coat. Whilst studying her he took note of yet another couple seconds of silence. This girl certainly seemed much too kind, and curious to blatantly ignore someone that she herself approached.

His ears perked up as she approached him, and still he he only sat there watching. His head tilting with hers, showing his own curiosity in this woman.

Tell me sweetheart, you aren’t able to speak at all are you? He finally asked, offering her a crooked smile, although the smile itself was smile, and quick to break. It was laced with hidden kindness and genuine curiosity. He meant this female no harm, be-it physical, psychological, or emotional.

Devika