Northstar Vale Complaining is Verbal Littering

  The snow wolf was quite pleased with herself. She was finally at peace to know that her sister was still alive and doing well too. She could've asked to join that Pack, but no, she had to carve a new story for herself. Now that she knows where her little Moon is, her mind was lost. The girl hadn't known where to head, so she headed north to see where the land would take her. Mountains. Not the best thing in the world. For a while she had been traveling up and down, up and down, up and down. But finally the mountains disappeared and a thick forest formed.

 Light blue eyes scanned the area, searching for any sort of threat. This place seemed a bit too nice for her taste. She caught an orange glow in the distance and headed for it. It was a wolf, but luckily had no Pack scent on him. Good. There wasn't any waiting drama. She went up a bit closer. "Hello."