voyage of the vagabond

If Vienna had known the other female's thoughts, she would have disagreed wholeheartedly. True, she loved her colors, and her voice was sweet as a birds, but Cara looked much more birdlike in her eyes. She had a lithe grace that Vienna with her larger size couldn't hope to emulate. Despite Vienna's feminine fluidity she had nothing on this woman.

Not the type to be jealous, though, nor to dwell on appearance, Vienna focused instead on her question. Though she hadn't been there long enough to learn much about her new home, she willingly and cheerfully obliged to her best ability. "The Sunspire is a pack that makes it's home on the peak of that mountain." She indicated the pack's namesake, clearly in view and rising above them. "It's a beautiful place. Our Alpha, Ferdie Von Pelt, founded it. He is fantastic." She smiled, then looked curiously at Cara. She could scent a strange pack on her as well, but did not know enough about these lands to give it a name.

"What about you? Which lands do you come from?" She knew that exchanging information with outsiders could be seen as a bad thing sometimes, but such innocuous questions as these could hardly do any damage.