Swiftcurrent Creek Don't take life too seriously. You'll never get out alive

@Nightstar

Aviana had been on cloud nine since meeting Ulysses. He had been the nicest male she had ever met, and she couldn't get him out of her mind. She hoped he would stop by soon, but she didn't want to pressure him. She understood his trepidation on joining another pack so soon after what happened between his brother and father.

In the meantime, Aviana was getting accustomed to the new territory. It took a little while, but now she wasn't so unnerved by being out in the middle of the plains. Today, though, she went to explore the small forest to the north of them. It bordered their own territory, so Aviana wasn't going far. 

She slipped into the coverage of the trees, her nose immediately going to work to see what scents were around. She mostly was looking for other wolves, but finding prey would be a bonus.

He left Shadow Mountain as well as their cruel deeds that he himself did not partake in. He couldn't bring himself to do so. As he took his walk, he noticed a female all by her lonesome. He decided to go speak to her. "Hello miss." Her scent smelled not of a lone wolf but at this point, he wasn't sure of anything. "A little far from a pack no?" He asked politely.

Idly, she wondered if she should make the trip to Redhawk Caldera to visit @Sebastian. It had been a while since they had checked in with each other, and she knew he should know that they moved. She would feel bad if he had gone to look for them, and found the pack gone. 

Her attention was diverted as a black figure stood out among the white. Aviana paused in her tracks, ears perking towards the male as he made his way towards her. He said hello, and her tail wagged briefly at her hocks. Hello, she responded. Her gaze turned back from which she came as she commented how far she was from a pack. Turning back to him, she shrugged. Not really. We just moved into the plains, she explained. Are you from the pack to the north? she asked.