Yenzo had been watching the others from afar, sitting behind Mib, who was also watching the others. If she could see, that was. He had a strand of her glowing white hair twirled around in his pale fingers. She herself was playing with the long strands.
"Miberetha, did you hear that?" Yenzo whispered into her ear.
"This better be the last time I tell you, Yenzo, do not call me Miberetha." She said calmly, yet sharply.
"If you're name isn't Miberetha, surely it is Mibbens. Or possibly Mibna." He let go of the white stand and it hung straight down.
"My name is Mib, it is not short for anything, nor will it ever be." She said, her words now beginning to sound slurred. "Now, what was it you-"
She turned her head and listened to Nightshade and Lou's howls in the distance, coming closer. "Yes, Yenzo, I can hear it." She stood up and quit playing with her hair. She was only dressed in the underwear Yenzo had found in the city in something humans called a 'boutique', with denim short shorts. Mib hated dressing herself, she'd felt controlled and contained in them, for she didn't like being a human much, either. If it weren't for her long, straight hair covering her chest, she'd be almost completely exposed.
"Yenzo, can you walk me too the grounds, I'm hurting and don't wish to put my muscles under so much pressure to change." She held out her hand, which Yenzo took into his.
"If I must, but if I do, you will tell me how old you are in return." He said, smiling to himself. "Or perhaps, tell me whether or not you can see."
"I'll tell you, Yenzo." She paused and let him feel victorious. "With my last breaths." She said, crushing Yenzo's happiness. But it bounced back up, him being the happy fool he is.
"Surely, Mib, someone other than yourself knows?" He asked, dangerously curious of the matter. As far as he knew, no one knew her age, or her sight.
"Nobody. If I had a family, they wouldn't know, either. But I am the last of them, so it is I alone."
"Huh." Was all Yenzo said, before actually shutting up for once. They were approaching camp, Manx, Axel and Jace were a few feet ahead of them. He shifted himself into his wolf self, while Mib stayed the same.
Mib sighed and looked to the brown, black, and grey wolf beside her. "You're too curious for your own good, Yenzo. You must be careful about that." She paused. "You might go too far one of these days." Another call came from the alfa and her companions. Mib raised her head and gave them a welcoming howl.