Rising Sun Valley You're gonna miss me when I'm gone

Seff seemed to be just as surprised to see her. She watched on, observing just how much he had grown since she had last seen him. Though their last meeting had not been nothing remarkable, merely a run in between four different wolves, yet Freyja had remembered the young boy easily. Why? He was much taller than she was, despite his average build, and filled out quite nicey-- she realized this as the skin under her fur grew hot.

What was wrong with her?

“Me and Heda-- the other wolf you met when we did-- came out so she could teach me about the lore of our pack. We just parted ways for lunch.” she was no longer hungry, for some reason. “What are you doing here?” she countered, taking a step towards him with a tilt of her head. “Are we near your pack?” Her thought came suddenly and she looked to him, waiting for what he had to offer.