A man appears before her within the shadow of the night.

Tall and powerful for the standards of a canid variety. He reminds her of the zemnoy volk (earth woman), Oyun. Just like her, he did not fear the presence of her species – though there was no aggression in his tone or his movements.

Could it be because she now smelled like the wolves among the plains? Or were all of Alukaih simply accustomed to the presence of her kind? Strangely enough, it made the matriarch feel…welcomed among this band.

…..

Ana did not like this. This was strange.

Ana forced air from her nostrils, looking almost offended by the question. For she didn’t know why she was still here, either.

–and yet, in her defeat, she relented to his question with an answer. At first, I sought my son– She said after dropping the leg before her feet, an amused chuckle escaping her lips. --but now I fear that has become more of an excuse to linger here a bit longer amongst a rather intresting band of wolves.

Orbs of sapphire made contact with oxidized iron – somehow, it matched the scenery around them.

A leg for Alukhai. She offered, her gaze carrying her over the expanse of fields. Her son would’ve loved this….Vladmir always had a knack for adventure beyond the tundra. A part of her regretted preventing him from his curiosities -- maybe then, he'd try to come back to her, too.

You have many herds of these…..fat, heavily built reindeer running around these parts. They are quite fun to hunt.