Uriel was about, exploring more outward from her home. She felt that her life definitely resolved around the formation of the ward she so wanted, and sadly her personality seem to become only just that. So, she thought to spend a bit of freetime on her own, and trusted all would be fine, especially since Hemlocke was over there.
She noticed another, and approached with a friendly matter, "Hello," the lioness greeted a soft bird who was in the same area, and smiled slightly at her.
A polite one, the lioness thought, "it is indeed beautiful." Uriel did not know what was beneath however, the burning that dwelled in these plains. She had entered the taiga once winter had already begun, and has not seen any of the wilds past that snowy-times. She wondered how beautiful the tall grass could be underneath all this snow, and hoped spring could come soon.
"I was more curious on the area, are you the same?"
"I have not seen the coast as well, for the ravine near where I claim blocks the chance." She did not truly inspect if there was a way across, but only saw the large crevice block to the vast ocean across. A shame, really, but there would be other chances to explore; just not yet, not when her roots are so fresh.
"Simple curiosity," a pitied smile to herself, "I stay within my ward far too much and have not truly explored the taiga."
"Agreed," while she wished oh-so for the dream to be real, it seemed she lost herself as well. Uriel knew though, she also wished to avoid herself due to previous emotions stirring within. Her dream was grounded by renewal and forgiveness, yet she had troubling forgiving a group of dragons, who done her wrong.
The lioness momentarily narrowed at the thought, before forming back to a smile, and introduced herself, "I am Uriel of Skyward, a pleasure Lumiya."
"Yes," Uriel nodded, "I hope to make a claim in The Bracken Woods, under the unification of Skyward," a dream to be, "a sanctuary for others." She hoped the place could be a land where those who need to, to forget who they once were. To abandon the past they may hate, or to simply start a new life somewhere, but like she is doing. The lioness desperately wished to start over, within her own terms.
Uriel smiled brightly as the other complimented on the thought, "A Faerie Court?" though what was stated next threw the lioness into a question. She was not sure what a Court was, nor' the myths of Faerie's too well. She knew of small tales, of their mischevious nature, and a bit of the fairy rings, but their culture itself, remained unknown.
However what mattered most, was the other wished to create a group like her own, "Perhaps we can form an alliance," and Uriel was quick to take advantage of their talk.
"They sound lovely." It sounded like the wish she desired, the sanctuary amongst the dark and chaotic lands. It would be a perfect alliance, as both wolves wished for simple peace amongst the land, though her's was a dream of a court that wished to be duplicated within her own vision. Uriel respected that, "you were not born there?" Though it sounded it was not a place Lumiya was originally from, only entered.
"Then it is official," the lioness grinned widely, "when we are both established, I hope to celebrate."
Uriel can see the young oe has been through things she should not during her age. However she remained strong, and found a group she aspired to be toward. Even further by creating a similarity one, but with her own creation. The phoenix knew how hard it was to be reborn, and to try and create something from scratch to try for the home she wished to have. There was respect within the lion's silvers, "then you are familiar with the grounds." She knew the perfect places to go, and how to avoid the already-made packs.. Unlike herself.
"I would love that," it sounded lovely. Maybe they were similar to her own wards festivals, "We have our own that is similar as well. Perhaps once we are official, we shall send word of an invite." However Uriel winked, wishing it to be a surprise. She could not promise the festivals when the time was not right, some may not be held till later, for it would take some time to properly form. Nontheless, it would be a wonderful gathering.
Uriel took note of the fading sun, and felt warmth by the day, "We have talked to sundown," she spoke, "it is time for us to return to our homes." While the lioness would enjoy to accompany the fairy for more time, she felt it'd be best for another day. She couldn't bare to leave the unstable territory for more then a day. The night always tends to bring unwanted guests, and she wouldn't want to leave Hemlocke dealing with them alone.
"I am always found in The Bracken Woods," the woman repeated her location, so the other was welcomed anytime, "It's been nice meeting you, Lumiya."