Dawnlark Plains three-day weekend

She and Tybalt had been in the area for a few days, nosing about aimlessly. It seemed to be that way with him; he'd come across a new land and want to explore, to see if she lived within. So far it had not worked out, but Shylock wasn't one to say never. Perhaps this would be the place to find that girl, the one who had stolen her brother's heart before she stole away. Though Shylock had liked the Gladius family and had been able to overlook their dull minds, she couldn't forgive the dark woman for what she did to Tybalt.

Shylock had decided to find something to do. It was warm, and Balt was once again in the midst of his frantic searching. She would follow him to the ends of the earth, even if that meant giving up her rank and stable life back in the forest. Tybalt was her life, her love, and her never-ending happiness. Seeing him safely to this fickle woman was her current life's mission. Ahead she saw a wolf, and she smiled softly. She wondered if this one was worth talking to. "Hail, friend!" Shy was a scholar, not a fighter, and she greeted strangers quicker than most. "Name's Shylock. New to town. Could you tell me what you know of the area?" She smiled then, hoping her forwardness would be well received.