Gwendolyn had been recovering herself from the fall when she picked up his scent. But it was his sheer presence and size that made her almost startle. The red wolf turned to face him, watching him as he made his slow approach. A voice most rich entered her ears, making her frozen where she stood.

Not out of fear, but of something else entirely she was not sure of. Something to dwell on later when she had the time to process it. Miraculous, yes? She gave a playful smirk, tail attempting to wave a little bit in a friendly yet mischievous manner. Ever the girl to set the stage for a lively show.

If only the universe saw it fit to lay me down more gently. It wouldn't kill them to do so for a change. Gwen was tired of the constant back and forth, being tossed around from one world to the next. It was downright exhausting.