Blackfeather Woods Curiosity killed the cat

Haha yes.

All the questions that filled her young mind would need to be asked later to her father since no other wolf was around. Even having so many questions didn't mean that she had the vocabulary to voice them all. The dark furred girl stepped further with her nose close to the ground, deeply bonding with nature. She wanted to know the source of all the different smells, one day she would. She was going to train herself, since all this nature thing was so interesting to her. She wasn't alone for long though. A voice shook her from her 'research'. Her paws had dug a bit of a hole in the ground, where she was standing half into. She didn't recognize this white furred wolf, but he smelled of these lands.

The white fur was something she had only seen mixed with other colors, like in Cicero's fur, or even her father's around his muzzle. This wolf was fully white and his eyes were the color of flesh. Her pale gaze studied him for a moment, not replying instantly, since she was taking him in. "Seeing where earth goes, checking smell," she returned. She even found some small roots beneath her feet. It was all very fascinating to her. When she talked she wanted to pronounce things right, she often repeated her father's words which was probably why she talked a bit more adult like. She was the more quiet and calm on of the two spiderlings. After all Pietro would race from one thing to the next with his long legs.