Duskfire Glacier pilukak

Hello!

She moved where she pleased and left when she didn't. She hunted for herself in this strange new world and slept under the stars when it wasn't too cold. Though life without a pack had always been said to be hard and lonely and harsh, she found she enjoyed it immensely. It was lonely at times, and it wasn't as easy as home. But there were downfalls to home as well, namely having to follow the rules of the viejo verde. Even thinking of him made her feel sick, and angry again at her parents. Whenever she missed them, she would remind herself of what they had wanted her to do. The rain in her heart would turn to fire, then, and she would push away her homesick.

She was considering turning in for the night, and attempting to decide if she would use the den she'd found near here, or sleep under the stars. It was colder here than other places south, but the sky was so breathtaking. A movement caught her gaze and she turned to see another wolf, a female. Without another thought she changed her direction and head to meet the woman. "Hola, Hello!" She sing-songed, smiling at the pale woman as she approached. "English, or Español amiga?" It was incredibly unlikely the woman would speak Spanish, but all the same she wanted to try. It made her happy to speak her own tongue, so she did not give up hope.

"I am Quetzalli, new to these lands, a viajera taking in the beauty. What is your name?" Her voice was accented, but easy enough to understand.