Haunted Wood derivative

Raven's thoughts lingered on her sister for some time. She couldn't remember why Wildfire had chosen to leave the caldera to begin with, though she had no judgement for her fiery sister's choice. Even she herself had struck out beyond the pack's borders on more than one occasion -- although, in her defense, her intent had never been to stay gone. Did Wifi still live at Moonspear? Raven wished her memory were better, because she simply couldn't recall.

A soft chuffing distracted her from her thoughts and she glanced around, noticing that a distinctly canine scent permeated the air. Her glance skipped past him once before she noticed him, his dark coat melding somewhat into the forestry around them. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise -- he was quite possibly one of the most strikingly handsome wolves she'd ever seen. Granted, pickings in the caldera were exceptionally slim at the moment, so it was possible that any male with a pulse would catch her eye. Absently, she wondered what was up with her lately. She'd never paid any attention to the opposite sex before recently. She paused and flashed him a smile, greeting him warmly and a little awkwardly, "Oh, hello! I'm not used to seeing anyone out here too often."