Golden Glade Getting to know you

An introduction toFeyre if any of you would like? @Reek @No Name @Dagfinn @Silas @Laurel

Feyre nearly skipped as she padded through the brush of the Golden Glade. A melodic song slipped from her ivory maw, expelling her joy of becoming a pack member. She slipped through the brush, her right paw sinking into the mud on the other side. Her song was cut short as she paused, holding the offending paw high above the ground. She let out a frustrated huff of breath. Shaking the thickest mud off.

Her eyes rose to the small brook that had created the traitorous mud currently marring her creamy pelt. She stepped forwards into the water, shaking her paw furiously to be rid of the dirt. With her coat returned to its former hue, she leapt nimbly out of the stream to the opposite bank. This time she avoided the mud, frowning at it before heading on her merry way.

A soft spring breeze lead her down along the winding path of the spring. She found herself lost in thought, wondering if the other pack members would accept her. Jhala seemed to take a liking to her. She smiled at the thought, but it faltered when she imagined the others not liking her. Perhaps she would run into some of them? A small smile dreformed on her maw as she paddedd onwards.