Karina tilted her head once more as she watched her companion puzzle out their relation, but it seemed he wasn’t able to share any more details than those they already knew. If Kisla’s name was unfamiliar to him, then their connection must be more distant than Karina originally thought. Be that as it may, Oak tree Bend wolves meant no harm to any daughter of Kisla, and so the princess felt safe in Darrah’s presence.
He began to laugh at their situation, which Karina had to agree was pretty ridiculous. She wagged her tail amicably, though her anxious nature prevented her from completely letting her guard down enough to laugh with Darrah. Now that she was standing in front of him, it struck her that he looked less like a skunk and more like her packmate Karpos, though she had never seen Karpos so much as smile let alone laugh like this.
Her raven companion’s enthusiasm matched her own as they spoke of the eye-color coincidence, no doubt a Tainn family trait. He complimented her eyes then, and the princess was taken aback as she felt proud of her eyes, for just a split second. It was an unusual feeling for her, considering how much time she spent cursing the very eyes Darrah found attractive. If only they worked better, Karina thought fleetingly. She smiled demurely at his praise, and she noticed a strange, yet familiar feeling growing in her stomach and squeezing her insides. It was a sensation she hadn’t experienced for many moons, not since her little crush on Karpos had waned.
The girl’s energy was rising to match her companion’s, and she wagged her tail encouragingly although the distracting feeling in the pit of her stomach was making it difficult to pay attention to the actual words he was saying. His eyes blazed like hot coals when he got excited—just as Orren’s did—but there was something different, something... softer.. about Darrah’s gaze. He ended on the word “bored,” which effectively captured Karina’s straying attention. He couldn’t get bored! Then he would leave, and they had only just met!
“B-bored?” Karina stuttered out, grasping for something to say that might entertain him. She took a breath to steady herself before continuing. “Is that why you came to swim at some other pack’s waterfall? You must be brave..” Gone was the image of terrified Darrah from minutes before-- trembling and wide-eyed as he begged her not to hurt him-- all memory of that wolf was gone. In his place was Darrah the shining knight, Darrah the King-to-Be, who would protect her from the scary waterfall wolves.