Night continued to stare at the terrain with no emotion. White snow was plastered all over the terrain in spots the ground could be seen, but over head the clouds were as gloomy as poe's tales. A morbid sky licked over the land with gray. The sable girl only looked at Alexy when she spoke that last part, her blue eyes barren of any warmth. Truely cold inside, the opposite of her firey mother.
Keeping her eyes on the women that grin staied on her face. It was a delicate curve of her young maw, mouth slightly parted to show her small pup fangs. Night just stared at the women as if she wasn't even in her line of vision, a gaze void of any traction. Barren of soul it seemed. The little she pup dropped the sadistic little grin and kept that blank expression she usually had as a chocolate male moved around the she wolf.
Seeing him Nights ears flattened against her skull maintaining the blank face she had had before. Fear wasn't part of her life, she'd never learn it or know it physically of course. One day it would sink in mentally. It wasn't the way he looked, or the athuority he carried it was the deep dark demanding voice he projected that made warmth spread into her chest. Now it was a drug, when ever she found that warmth in her chest she was in reality, could see things around her bright and clear feel her body come alive with an intensity that had to be dangerous. A small gurgle moved from her throat as her azure eyes locked at the male waiting for him to speak again.