After finishing off the last of a breakfast of fat rabbit, the scout was eager to cover some new ground today. She had taken it slow for the last few days in a deep wood next to a creek, conserving her stamina and working to rebuild during a handful of particularly balmy summer afternoons. But now she was ready to move on again. Her paws danced lightly over the forest, and a small excitement over the mere idea of it prickled up her muscles already.

The coastline had always been an eventual but inevitable destination, so she headed towards where the winds smelled most like sea. First, it had been done under the pretense of rendezvousing with her brother, but she had had heard nothing of him in many weeks now. However, knowing him, it was not unusual; she took it as a sign to not rush. Perhaps he was waylaid with more enthralling affairs than just the open road.

Gradually, she found the landscape opening into a scrubby plain with a vast horizon. The scout could make it work. Interested enough with energy to spare for the afternoon, she pointed down what she perceived as the center of the rolling plains and took off at a full gallop--not caring what it took her to, as long as it was somewhere.

In the instant she really got her lungs working and heart pumping with every new churn of her stride, she knew this was far overdue. All too often now she was picking along carefully or only cruising to sustain her stamina. This, while a little on the side of recklessness, was the moments she could live for, and equally not imagine herself without.

Eventually, once the scenery had shifted and rolled and risen and fallen once more around her, she finally began to pull up enough to notice the sensation of being watched. Reluctantly she decided that was enough, and changed gears once again to try to find out if she was imagining it or not. Her steps rolled slowly to a walk that stopped a few strides after.

She didn't spot him right away, couldn't, not with such a wide open expanse around her to have as possibilities.. but when she narrowed it down, she kept a stare straight his way as she panted out her run. Wind not in her favor, she would take no chances prematurely.. although he ought to know she knew now, and was curious as to why.. or if she was beginning to encroach on something; it had been a while since she'd seen anyone. That was due to change.

What? her posture suggested, tail tip quirking up and eyes bright and curious as she took a few steps towards the direction of his hill.

She trusted herself to phase across the necessary spectrum when it came to encounters and adapting to what they needed from her. Already used to meeting wolves on unfamiliar turf, she knew better than to rely entirely on the landscape's advantage when it was not her home court. Always, she assumed they knew more than she did and had more comrades at their nearby disposal--so the role of curious scout was one she fit into quite neatly, and it seemed that today her good mood (and sated hunger) added a little extra zest.

When she knew he was engaged enough to interact--loping her way with his tail flagged left no room for doubts--she refused to balk as he neared (and proved to be plenty big to boot) while she kept her momentum going his way to take her to the hill's base. Jomyo held fast to the small arc of her own banner, although it paled compared to his, and seemed a little more questioning with its wave than outright domineering. Neither did she swiftly close all of the space between them.. only leaving a few body lengths at least; she did not know enough yet, so it was certainly close enough.

Bright-eyed, she looked him up and down while her nose quivered eagerly towards the intimidating male. Far more than her, he matched the scents of this region far more than others she had smelled in passing. "Something bring you out here?" she asked, still poised to dart in the back of her mind in case this was pack buffer zones. It was a broad enough icebreaker that he could take, or leave, and she remained confident in the head start she'd get if she needed to flee outright.

Self-assurance held steady as she kept her distance and in turn, she saw no reason to waver quite yet. She had seen a wide variety of wolves in her travels, from the nobles to the common, warriors to monks, and whatever else on the vast spectrum of the in-between. This taught her to expect the unexpected, and then some. When he minded the space she placed between them, she appreciated it--but would not drop guards just because of that alone. She stayed sharp. "Never been here before," she answered first, unlike him, with a quick nod. Her expressive eyes stayed with him.

She tried to measure her breaths and not pant through every single thing she was going to say--but she had eased down considerably already thankfully. "And, well, I like to roam.. and scout, so seeing the sights comes naturally," she swung her muzzle to the whereabouts, and this was just the very beginning of it. "You from near here?" Before she pried deeper, that was a place to start. Him having been by here seemed to imply he was local in some way--so very likely, he might know where she could go to best busy her inquisitiveness. "I still have more ground to cover," she said, although in the lines beneath it and with a certain look, she challenged him to lure her curiosities better than the great wide world abounding.