Wapun Meadow Ku'uipo

Once their eyes were sealed onto the others she was caught off guard. His orbs revealed a kindling flame so entrancing the fae was brought into a separate reality. The pop of wood crackled in her ears as a bath of warmth radiated at her side. Fire, especially uncontained, was a beast with only the intention of devouring whatever came into its light and burning it to ash. However, this was no ordinary fire. This was the controlled flames she watched from afar, sitting humbly on a stick. This was the campfire that she and her family observed whilst two-legged men danced round and round unharmed. This was a benevolent flame she did not fear. 

It was a good sign once his tail started to wag, although she didn't initially fear him tensions would always lift once she noticed a stranger's equally welcoming wag. He stuttered in response, just as she had wanted- she loved catching people of guard. "Yes, I am." That was all she would say for now. He didn't need to hear her short time lived there nor did she care to tell. 

The wolfdog was rugged and scruffy but not in the way she'd seen most wolves beyond Maui with disheveled fur. He was similar to the ambitious yearlings that never yielded to adventure, but she wasn't sure if that was the case for him. Either way, there was a sense of charm that came with his untidiness. "I'm Noelani," she greeted. "Who are you?"