Saying goodbye to the Vale wolves had been hard. Though she had only spent much time with 4 individuals, it already felt like a piece of her was missing. But this journey was important to her, very much so, and she could always return once she got back home... Even though the Vale now felt like home too. As she carefully made her way down the mountain, she rested a few nights in caves and ate whatever she could find. The Vale had done her good; she had been fed nicely, even though all she had hunted herself had gone to the pack's caches. Hopefully they had appreciated her efforts.

When a pack sent hung in the air, Chusi stilled. Though she had nearly missed it, she was now drawn to it and she approached the border carefully. It was pretty nice here in the north. She threw her head back, letting out a call that basically said "hello! Anyone wanna meet me? I come from far!"

Though she found her heart to belong to both her family, Mouse and Genie, she couldn't deny that the boy that stepped forward to represent his pack was bad-looking. Perhaps not her type, she was yet to see, but his confidence reminded her a lot of how she had been as quite the little girl. She smiled brightly, bowing as a greeting and lowering her ears and tail in submission. Though she also didn't wish to join, to get on the pack's nerves was one of the least things she wanted to do.

Actually, yeah! I'm travellin' all through the Teekon and was wonderin' whatcha guys call yar pack. Imma scout, ya see. She explained shortly, never being one to lie to a stranger.

One curious brow rose above the other, widening her already shimmering ocher eyes and allowing more sunlight to play with the colors. Alright. She responded rather flabbergasted, raising her ears and tail to their usual position; rather proud, but not in-your-face. Easthollow ey? 'Come frum Teaghlaigh - sounds a bi' more fancy but we're really not. She told, spreading her pack's glory with a smile, even though it would cease to exist before long.

Ya haven't? She asked rather shocked, immediately concerned. Did his parents keep him here against his will? Surely every young wolf deserved to see the world before they decided to settle down for good. Hell, even then did it feel nice to stretch the legs from time to time. How could one even live comfortably in the north? Must get pretty cold in the winter, even more so than in the south. She shook her head. Thanks, bu' I ate a lot at tha Vale. They allowed me ta rest there fur a bit so mah broken paw pads could heal. She explained, rather fond of the place. She already missed her friends there, and she had barely left the mountains.

Perhaps she should go out more - every guy she'd met had somehow found a way to make her feel good. Hell, even Genie had. Such a shame she couldn't stay, her loyalty too strong to keep her from going back. But, what if she didn't go back? Would they think she'd died? Both her parents and the wolves in the Vale? Her tail lashed in the air after his and a smile crossed her foxy face. Thanks? Yours too. She tried, but the playfulness she had had with Mouse wasn't there between him and her. She didn't know why, but she found blue eyes to be the most attractive - not to say any other colour was ugly. Perhaps because blue reminded her of the sea? Could be.

Her mouth fell open, shaking her head in horror. That's terrible! Haven't ya got sick yet? So long in jus' one place... I' can't be gud fur ya. She commented sympathetically. She was about to offer him to go with her, but then she thought a second time about it. "Stealing" him was probably not wished for by his peers. Besides, she traveled best alone. When his name was revealed, she confirmed that his parents didn't have any creativity whatsoever. Poor Sunny... Dun't ya wanna see the rest of tha Teekon?

In her opinion, no conversation was ever awkward. Ever time she spoke with someone, she learned something new. About them, their home, their story... And they really didn't have to ask for all her perks and ways of getting stuff done. She was an open book, so to speak, and she giggled at the sight of the still-a-bit-lanky teenager scratch behind his ear. She snorted then. I would get real' sick if I were in ya position, I'll tellya tha'. She joked, but she let the subject go.

Pops? So many befur winter? She commented, head tilting to the side in disbelieve. Who's idea was tha'? She asked then, curious as nearly always.

A broken grin was all she could offer at his words. She really found him a poor thing, being so stuck in one place. Sure, he was young and all, but she could remember going all the way to the river going through the mountains into the Flatlands around that age. Having been stuck at Ravensblood Forest forever would have killed her spirit, that was for sure, and she feared it was already too late for Sunny. If he had been smaller - younger - she would've taken him under her wing just to be sure he wouldn't be ruined.

Or really stupid, she thought, and was surprised with her silent comment. She was usually never mean, but apparently her father's respect for the right decisions that would benefit the pack had rubbed off on her. Yeah - real niice. She commented with a broken smile, not wanting to tell the truth for once. She didn't know their situation, she didn't know Valette - perhaps it really had just been one silly act of kindness, but she feared for anyone.

She grinned and then nodded, happy that there was a possibility Sunny would go out to find his own purpose instead of being cooped up inside a pack year round. Same - Seeya! She called before he disappeared. Not seeing a reason to stay, she turned to where she knew the coast would be and went on her way again.