Great Bear Wilderness Spectacle

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Sovereign hadn't traveled from the Hinterlands before now. 
Her wandering often carried her from the Strath, but never further than the outskirts of the Hinterlands at most.

And now she was bold, setting out seemingly alone to explore the Wilds beyond what she had so far seen of them, which was not much when compared to the vastness of the Teekon and the range of where she called home. 

The child looked around as she prowled through the Wilderness, observing all she could possibly see as she went along, a gaze full of awe and caution both. 
Mother always told her that danger could be lurking anywhere...

It was almost a doppelgänger.

The girl was only slightly taller, bulkier. Missing the ginger touches of Callyope's fathering. The girl of Moonglow was charmed all at once by the sight of the adventurer.

So she stood, in open view, tail waving and ears alert.

Wondering if she was indeed looking into a reflection, for a moment.

The Princess looked upon the girl. 
They had to be the same age, almost identical save for their golden touches, where herself was pure white...
Sovereign tilted her head to the side slightly as they stared at each other in silence, stillness.

The child held her tail mid-level, waying it once, twice...
Cautiously though did the Princess take a few steps closer, nose sniffing and huffing to try and catch the scent of the other girl...
She smelled of a pack. 
It was no surprise, truly. 
Sovereign was interested, to say the least, but she did not come closer yet without invitation from the other. 

If there was a pack nearby, specifically the one the golden-touched girl belonged to, then young Sovereign would need to behave herself. 
Not that she had yet lost all of the innocence of her childhood. 

She had yet to endure any traumas that would surely steer her from current personality. 
But it would happen, eventually.

They examined one another.

Callyope found nothing to fear here. She hardly ever did, truth be told. So when the sniffing of initial meeting had been done, the Moonglow girl decided to welcome the other in full.

She dropped into a playful bow for a moment.

Then sprung upright and bounded off a few yards.

Sovereign watched as her fellow youth dropped into a play-bow, quickly bounding away a few yards.

At first, for the quickest second, the Hilmir wasn't sure what Callyope was doing...
But instinct murmured loudly in her veins to correct the confusion.

This was an invitation to play.

Sovereign bounded a few yards after the girl, dropping into a messy play-bow of her own that sent her bowling over herself from her own momentum. 
Huffing sharply with an embarrassed laugh, the Crown Prince rolled back on her paws and play-bowed again, swaying her tail rapidly as she bounced side to side a couple times, before finally bounding off a couple yards as Callyope had done before. 

Sovereign's tongue lolled out the side of her maw as she watched for her fellow child's response.

Callyope was content to continue this course for some time. One might bow then sprint, the other would chase. Roles reversed. Rinse and repeat.

It filled her with a sense of being hunter.

Which would prompt her to ask, after some time of this, a breathless question.

You are hunter?

Excited, energized, revitalized.

Their play went on for some time before the other inquired of her, a question. 
You are Hunter?
The Crown Prince shook her head and corrected with friendliness "Fighter. Aspiring to be one, at least." She panted softly and shook out her pale furs before looking back to Callyope "You?" 

Fighter.

She thought of father, of Kigipigak. Hunters but fighting figures too.

Then the same was asked of her. Still breathless, she sighed out her answer. Spirit talker. Would the other girl know of such things?

Spirit-talker.
Sovereign hadn't heard such a term before, not until now. 
She tilted her head with curiosity and asked "Is a spirit-talker like a Völva?" 
The Princess then considered that Callyope did not know the word she spoke.
"It is one of my home-tongue's words for...witch, or...seer...I think." She would inquire about it to Mother later.
For now, though, her curiosity in the fellow child's culture was her main focus.

Maybe.

She knew not these words, but it was not impossible to think there were different names for the things they did.

I took a plant. Then I walk among another place, not here with us. Then her head offered a soft tilt, pensive features overcoming her youthful face. Do yours do that?

The fellow child explained.
Then, she asked if her home's did the same.

Sov paused for a time to think on it.
"I think so? Mine...work with spirits, and with gods, and sometimes plants n stuff. To heal." She offered what she knew with a soft waving of her tail, hoping their cultures' similarities would outweigh their differences.