Isias

The time had finally come where Isias could no longer take her brother's attitude, nor suffer the mentally-disturbed and underhanded behavior of his mate. She'd been amiable enough at first, and endured the pair as best she could, until at last her patience gave out and she took her leave of the Aspen Grove pack. It was a tough choice, to leave her sister, yet she knew Sylar had a good mate, and plenty of responsible adults in the pack that her loss wouldn't have too much of an effect.

The first day of wondering on her own had been quite pleasant, and oh so liberating! There were no rules to follow, she didn't have to constantly mind her body language around the others, and best of all, she was free of the tension she felt around Starscream and Nachi! And then... by the second day, the loneliness started to set in, and the ache for kinship drove her to find a new place to call home. That's what eventually led Isias to the edge of the Opake Mountains territory, where she was curiously investigating the border and picking up on what information she could about the current inhabitants. From all that she could gather, the former pack was gone, and the only fresh scent was that of a lone female.

The tawny-brown and black wolf hesitated at the edge of the land; would it be best to find a larger pack, or might she have better luck starting with one that was new and in need of members? Her almond eyes peered tentatively around while her nose worked diligently over the oncoming breeze, and after several minutes of debate with herself, the shewolf finally raised her white and tan muzzle upwards and issued a short howl.