Meadowlark Prairie Wanderlust

She didn't mind that she had been walking towards a wolf in the distance. It was better to ask a stranger about the area than it was to proudly wander on. As fate would have it, the distance wolf was not a stranger, but someone from her distant past. The words stopped her in her tracks, eyes clouded over with confusion, a frown deepening across her forehead.

"What, of course I would." She scowled, momentarily guarded. She had grown to tower over most, and certainly did so against the grey furred female. A peculiar note resonated within the young wolf, and all at once, she found herself reliving a moment in her childhood. She was just a pup, old enough to wander off on her own, but not old enough to explore beyond the pack borders. Valkyrie, who had started off as a timid little creature was often teased by the older pups. That's where the trouble began.

"You!" Her bright eyes came to life as she recalled trailing after Finley - she hadn't been much older than Valkyrie was now - eagerly exploring at her heels, causing all sorts of worry for her parents back home. It had certainly been an exciting adventure, although upon returning home, she had been promply scolded, and expressly forbidden from doing anything so stupid again. What had become of Finley, she could not recall, although she did not think she remained with the pack for long after.

"And you're still standing on all four paws! Did you stop getting into so much mischief?" She winked coyly, her tone easy, jesting with an old friend.