Role-play between data-bull as Shardae, and Naomi-Guardian as Muirgen
Claws clicking against frosted stone, Shardae's ears twitched as her scarlet eyes scanned the horizon. Warm breath escaping in visible puffs as it met the chilling air, the lilac she-wolf caught sight of the wolf she sought; a dark-furred female, serving as steward to the alphason. Heart beating like a drum in her chest, the little highblood drew near; normally quite wary of strange faces, she had convinced herself that it was vital to maintain cordial relations with her task fellows. Muirgen, she reminded herself, that was the lowblood's name—no, that wasn't right.
There are no highbloods or lowbloods among stewards, only servers who answer to their masters.
Her strides shortened as she came up alongside Muirgen's flank, but she said nothing. Attention trained on the ground, she waited; simply striking up a conversation was out of the question.