Kildeer Rest if the stars start falling

I hope you don't mind me :P 

 The mystical wolf had returned to the dreaded Teekon Wilds. It was destined, meant to be. She was better now, stronger. Hecate took a deep breath in, feeling the energy of the Earth's spring rebirth seep through her soul. But, something interesting caught her nose. A scent, it was. 

 Soon, she followed the scent, it leading her to a thin wolf, who seemed quite close to achieving a skeleton look. Her icy blue eyes sparkled with curiosity before she decided to speak.

 "Hello, there, sir. It seems you are searching for something?" she called out. There was no time for introductions, as she could feel the Earth pulling her towards the peculiar wolf. Maybe the black wolf could lend some of her magic to this wolf, as he looked lost.