Phoenix Maplewood butterfly in the storm

Gaia was a proud creature, but never one so foolish as to challenge the hierarchy of a place she desired to be. The forest before her was lush, seemingly resourceful, and the perfect place for a girl like her to settle. So, naturally, she set to place it upon her ‘collection’ list.
 
The woman that greeted her was less than within her prime – if only by worn appearance alone, and Gaia’s heart instantly went out to the fatigued looking creature. Pregnancy was apparent upon the woman, and the silver and gold girl cast a quick glance around to note that none trailed after the pregnant woman – they simply let her out alone.. manning the borders by herself?
 
Beneath the ragged appearance, Gaia could see true beauty there – a luscious pelt of ivory and tips of copper. Yes, this woman was a sight to behold likely on better days, and Gaia lowered herself respectfully, her mint eyes casting themselves upon the woman’s shoulder. “I am Gaia – I wish to join your pack, ma’am.” Her tone was sing-song – untainted by life thus far, and anticipation fluttered in her chest.