Northstar Vale pale widows

edited to reflect the previous post since i was ninja'd. ^^;

the golden fae prowled amongst the mountain range, it hadn't been long since she had stigmata in her presence however she found herself missing him slightly; maybe it was how he was so stark-opposite of her own self. the foggy sky rolled overhead, clouds rumbling with anticipation of blessing the land with their heavy snowfall. winds whipped against her golden pelt as a faint scent crossed into her senses; it was an old scent. more than a fair distance away, more od a distance than she would be comfortable going alone.

finch bounded over rocks, farmiliarizing herself with the area as well as she could on stigmata's behalf, their last interaction although a rocky start became smooth near the end, she was feeling confident as she remembered the glinces she had of his admiring gaze. before she lost herself too deep in her thoughts, a ghastly call was carried thoughout the winds-- an infinite call, a call that she answered promptly with her own song. with her tail wagging behind her, finch leaped in the direction the howl came from eagerly, taking great strides whilist following a trail of what seemed to be nearly-fresh pawprints-- before stopping abruptly near the end of it. stigmata was there, yes, but although happy to see him there was a peculiar sight. a darker wolf was on the scene, one she hadn't recognized-- she was unsure of what was happening, the man seemed to be bickering about something. cautiously she approached the two of them, half-circling around stigmata before stopping a safe distance away from the stranger before the words he spat out came to an end, and he had bolted in another direction.