Northstar Vale bastará solo con verte

With all four paws in the air, and his mind floating above him, it was easy for the fact that he was no longer alone with the clouds to go unnoticed. He had not picked up on the chocolately girl's scent, for he was too busy watching the seashell shaped cloud and other pale dollops ebb and drift across the blue canvas of the sky.
The cloud's distinct shape brought back memories inmediately, like a gag reflex, that made Remi feel slightly sickened.

He closed his eyes, but her face and seagreen eyes were still there staring at him. An anxious sigh escaped his lips but was cut short by another girl's voice calling his name before it could turn into a whine. He knew it was another girl's voice, for Rilke had never called him Remi. Startled by abrupt interruption of the voice, the creamy Ostrega rolled back to his feet and pulled himself from the ground, his tail rising in caution and the hair along his spine spiking as a innevitable reaction to his surprise.

When he saw her, however, his fur flattened again and his raised tail began to wag, the previous tension that had clung to his body posture being replaced with a relaxed, pleasant energy. "Genie?" he responded, a questioning tone in his voice as well though he knew it unmistakably her. She was unforgettable after all. 

"what are you doing here in the Vale?" he asked, his tail never ceasing its movements. After they had parted ways at the end of their first encounter, Remi had hoped he would see her again but had thought it would be highly unlikely unless he travelled as he had when he was a loner. He was about to ask another question, was she lost? but suddenly the familiar scent of his Alpha and friend Rannoch clinging to her fur became apparent.
No way. 

A smirk crept upon the Delta's face and his crystalline eyes gleamed with pure amusement, "you were serious about wanting to be in a pack with me huh?" he barked, his voice betraying the excitement he felt to see her again.