Deepwood Weald Into a land of enchantment

Assuming some things so it won't be like "uhh hey who who are you" - lemme know if you want anything changed

The crunching of the snow was already enough of a sign that someone was nearing and the chuff that came next solidified it. Nyx was quick to turn in the direction it came from when the scarred and small form of Alarian came into view. They hadn't spend much time together, before or after they all came together at the Weald, but she knew him and Midar to be close. He wasn't a Melonii, but neither was she, and she liked having a different kind of wolf among their ranks - if only so she wouldn't be the odd one out together with Aries.

Good morning. She greeted in a calm voice before looking around. Are you planning on working alone today? She asked when no one else came through the mist. Perhaps he could help her redefine the borders.