Toxicity

A young, white fae, about around 4 years, trotted along a ridge, unaware of what she would find. Her tail swayed low and idly behind her as her rear wobbled to and froas she kept her eyes on the land before her. Her right eye, green. Her left eye, blue. A great combonation of color. Along her back, below her nape, black, the dark color ending right before her tail. She kept her nose up to catch the scent of others. She stayed relatively high from the cold hard ground, as to hopefully be seen by somebody, but caring didn't matter to her now. Small stones and tiny rocks fell from underneath her gentle paws as she kept padding onward. Her toung then started hanging over her mouth as she started breathing deeply, and started panting hard. But she kept going. She stopped on the ending edge of the very long ridge and looked back to see how far she had walked today. With an approving puppy grin, she steadily sat back on her haunches, still panting from the trek over. She had made good progress, though. Now she would wait, for somebody to talk to. Her life couldn't possibly get any more boring than it was now. Perhaps you might be the first to greet her?

Tala

The large fae moved silently through the valley, her single deep gold eye swept over all before her. She walked steadily onwards, her black fur glowed blue in the spring sun. Every now and then she stoped to sniff at the ground, she wasn't looking for anything in paricular, just roaming about. Not long ago she had become the alphaess of the Avalanch Grove, but with old age streching his long, thin fingers towards her she felt that she needed a walk to clear her head. She looked up as she caught the scent of another wolf. Shestood for a while looking at the other fae before deciding to say anything. "Hello?" her deep voice sounded. "Who might you be stranger?" She kept the wolf in her deep gold gaze, while her scarred left eye continued it's watch into a white world of nothingness.

Toxicity

The small pebbles and stones clattered to the bottem slope of the ridge as Toxicity lifted a gentle paw at the sound of a stranger. She stood steadily, scanning the one who had greeted her. A light breeze pushed the new scent to her flaring nostrils as she concentrated. She had to always remember those who she met. Her tail hung low and idle behind her body of white again. She couldn't think of whatnot to say. It was her first meet, she should always go the right way. She decided to answer in the same greeting that was given to her: "Hello." Her voice was quiet, but loud enough for anyone nearby to hear. Her jaws again departed to let her name loose: "Toxicity. Who might you be?" A small shiver was sent down her spine as she noted the scarred eye. She shivered slightly, but sat back on her haunches to keep herself from making sudden movements. Not like she would make any, but she was always cautious of her surroundings, even though it may not seem.

Tala

Her tail wagged slightly as Toxicity spoke, it felt great to talk to someone she didn't know, although there were many wolves about she had not spoken to. She hadn't been here long after she got accepted into the Avalanche territory, then the pack had strangely dissapeared, leaving her and a pup. Now that she had settled down she was hoping for more wolves to join her pack. "My name's Tala, alphaess of the Avalanche Grove territory." She raised her head as she said it, it still filled her with pride to annouce that she was an alpha. She noticed that the wolf looked at her scarred eye, she'd lost her sight in it many years ago in a fight, it still sometimes hurt, sending her into an uncontolled rage. "Would you happen to be alone?" She hoped that she wasn't rushing anything.

Toxicity

More small stones and pebbles made their way down the slope and slid across the bottem ground. She was getting restless, bu it wasn't unusual. She was young, and high spirited. She liked to think of things that made her happy and proud, and she disliked those who used another's weakness to their advantage, but she had actually found another wolf... She seemed to enjoy this one. She hoped for many friends. And it seemed she'd already made F# 1.Her paws started to slide down the edge of the ridge as she tried to regain her balence on the rough ground. Hearing that Tala was an alphess, she did a small bow thing she liked to do as a wee pup. Her maw parted to speak up an answer: "Yes." She was one to be lonely sometimes. She couldn't stand it usually. Her differently colored eyes scanned Tala. She plopped her rear back onto the ground, forgetting about the ridge or rocks or anything else or anybody else for that matter.

Tala

She moved backwards, avoiding the stones and pebbles and giving the other wolf more space. Amusement played in her eye as Toxicity done her small bow like movement. Hearing that the wolf was alone a smile spread across her muzzle, hopefully the fae would agree to joining pack, which currently consisted of only two other members. "You can always join my pack if you wish, it's very small at the moment, there's only my half sister Miseri and another young wolf, about your age I think, called Kovu. But if you don't wish to join us I understand." It made sense that a wolf would rather join a pack with a few more members that were a bit better organized. But there was always a chance that the white fae would join. Tala looked into her mismatched eyes breifly before looking away again.

Toxicity

Toxicity enjoyed open spaces sometimes. She to, started to just ignore the stones and falling pebbles. Just anopther distraction to add to the mind of the young white fae. Of course, she wouldn't even think of joining a pack right on her first meet with another wolf, but now knowing that it had just chanced, she now knows it could happen to anybody. She wouldn't make any refusals to it. She nodded slightly. Her ears casted outward. She had the mind of a young pup, but she had the smarts of a wise old wolf. Her tail started swaying and brushed away some dirt and grit from the ground so only the hardness of solid rock was feelable now. It also left a nice clean spot, as well as big and bold. She replied to the sentences eagerly: "Well, I have no where to go, so it would be nice to live in a pack." Her tail started waving even faster and harder.

Tala

Her tail too wagged, happy with the prospect of a new member, but if she choose to stay was something else. But there was always the chance she would. Turning her head she looked back the way she came, where her territory rested. "Well, I'l let you decide whether you want to stay or not when you've met the others." Her smile stayed on her face as she said that, she didn't think that pushing this wolf into anything would be a good idea. What Tala was hoping to find soon was a mate, knowing that it was the last chance she had to have a litter before she died. But for now was happy that she found someone who might just make her small trio into something that could actually be called a pack.