@forplikte - s.c
Gods are not meant to be trifled with. But her own curiosity gets the best of her. If the creature exists, then surely, he would know something about what she was. No regular human could change into a wolf like she could. With her parents gone and brother missing, she could turn only to the ethereal for answers.
Carefully, her paws picked across slippery rocks, not daring to lose concentration and slip. Her body and legs were sturdy, but if she got hurt, it would be over, being in such a cold, wet place.
The sound of breathing makes her pause, ears swiveling, before flattening. Her entire composure shrinks, instinct telling her to submit. She creeps forward and says nothing, hoping her expression tells the other lupine all.








