Northstar Vale his heart would not take flight

She was within the Vale, when a scent caught her nose. Her nostrils flared as she followed it; a girl, a Courtfall girl she was sure. Her eyes caught the figure, a pale wolf who began to stand as if with some effort. She did not want to frighten the girl, who seemed as if she had just awoken from a deep sleep. Instead, Star let out a soft chuff, announcing her presence and padding a closer but keeping a distance of a few yards between the two.

Now that she was closer, she could see the girl's face better- oh, so young. Star could remember when she was little like that, she was innocent, naive, with a head full of dreams and paws ready to tread as far as she had to to find a home. She was not necessarily like other children, she knew there were evil and pessimistic children in the world, but she still assumed to approach the girl as if she was as innocent as Star once was. "Hi dear, I assume you are of Courtfall as well? I am Star, a Mavroimë." She introduced herself politely.