Blacktail Deer Plateau Powerplant

Silver and grey paws had followed a river inland, away from the confort of the ocean. Already the roaring grew distant on her ears, making her head spin from the lack of it. Her legs slightly wobbly on the stiff ground, no longer used to the solid form of the forest floor. Shalon watched the trees gently fall away and disappear into the background, opening into an open field. The grass a lushes green, the coming of spring surprised the fae slightly. Amused she only shook her head and smiled to her self. Her nose dropped to the ground as she caught the recent scent of another. Turning her head slightly she saw the dark wolf. Slowly she approached, making no effort to mask her approach. Shalon wanted the girl to hear her, preventing any adverse reactions. "Hello." Shalon said, lack of emotion in her voice. Perhaps that other wanted to be alone.