ℓуяє / fємαℓє / 6 уєαяѕ / тαgѕ;; morrigan
Lyre noticed the other she-wolf at the edges of the camp and trotted over. "Hello," she barked, sitting. "You looked lonely, so I decided to come say hello!" she smiled and sat, her thick white fur fluffing up. "How are you today?" she tilted her head, flicking her large, fluffy furred ears.