The Sunspire i walked with you, once upon a dream.

i'm still tryin to get back into the swing of it after being absent but i had to toss something up here for ya *o*

The mountain was quiet, as it often was.

This allowed her a good bit of introspection -- which sometimes did lend itself straight to brooding, but she aimed to keep busy. She kept watch, especially over the newer residents to the mountain (as they were a curious little group so far), and attended to her borders among other things. It worked, largely, although there was a looming hollowness, one she had felt for a time and a half.

And when the howl rang out, she had been lurking the borders, so a quick shift of her path had her heading the way at a ground-covering lope. While she traveled, she strode into a confident stance, so that no matter what the summoner at the borders sought, there would be little question as to who she was here upon this mountainside.

When she caught first glimpse of the wolf -- a pale silhouette ahead, she slowed, and jogged at him. As she came closer stride by stride, she took in full sight of the stranger. He was pleasantly dressed in pale silvers, accented in subtle reds. This inspired a strange nervousness and she realized the chill that soon followed. Not long after, her blood ran cold when she met his eyes. So familiar, and so distinct that it was unsettling. This put new purpose in her steps and she stood in front of him with an intense look on her face, one that could not begin to explain the multitude of questions that barraged her so suddenly. 

Who was he, and what was he doing here..?