Moonspear Dreamcatcher

Wildfire's greeting was simple, and she peered back at her now instead of at the tree once she'd seen enough of it for introductions. Its placement was what she admired most of all, but spring would improve the scene tenfold. "Definitely," she agreed with a small nod. "I am ready to see spring on the mountain," she added on and her reasons were vast. It would be Moonspear's very first spring as a pack, for one.

While her words may have felt almost wistful, she watched Wildfire curiously. She's not perfectly keyed into all of the happenings lately -- only vaguely aware because she's distracted and busy being her own brand of reclusive while simultaneously worrying about her comrades and how they all fared with everything happening at once. With the bear, then Nishu's injuries and consequential death, vibes have not been good to her personally and it's a lot to keep track of when others are all spinning their own tales too. She's frustrated and realizes it is a little shitty, but she doesn't know quite how to reach out to them yet. "Do you spend much time here?" she asked in an attempt to feel this out some by keeping it neutral, and hopefully easy.