Wapun Meadow downtown

Tagging brother for reference / if he wants to cameo.

Ibis wasn't often alone, especially now that she'd departed from the Hollow with @Okeanos, but the meadow was a massive space to explore and she was thrilled to be given some space to do that. It was a humid summer day — hotter than anything she'd experienced before and doomed to increase as the season progressed to its height — but Ibis didn't notice, didn't care. She was flitting between running laps and stopping to smell the roses; there were so many new buds and blossoms she had never seen before, and Ibis wanted to sample all of them. She was like a hummingbird. Sniffing one cluster of tiny flowers, zooming to another, sniffing that, zooooming, plucking, sniffing, tasting, sneezing.

Sneezing again. And again — three, four, five times, with the last being the loudest squeak that she spooked herself. With a shake of her head and some sniffling Ibis' sinuses stopped spasming. It was at this point she noticed a scent on the wind that wasn't familiar - but was definitely canine, definitely wolf. The doe-eyed girl took a deep breath and looked around from her vantage point among the green, and even stood up to try and get some height as an advantage, but -- being so small, it didn't amount to much. The grass still towered above her shoulders.

Hello? Okeanos --? She called out. Ibis didn't think it was her brother that was roaming nearby, it sounded like someone smaller (but not quite as small as herself) and she wanted to make sure her brother was at least within shouting distance if the stranger wasn't so kind-hearted; then again, Ibis didn't really suspect anything negative from the presence, she had no reason to think that a rogue wolf might be a threat because she was, to some degree, an idiot.