Neverwinter Forest a little ethereal

She could often be found along the borders at night. Sleep was almost impossible, and she only managed to get a few hours at a time; she couldn't hide from her memories or avoid her feelings in her dreams apparently. So she put that restless energy into something useful. 

She was headed to the borders now, having woken with a start and a racing heart and decided that she had slept enough for the night. She walked quietly through the trees, her paws moving silently over the well-known terrain. The unfamiliar scent this far into the forest made her freeze and her hackles raise before she realized it mixed with the scents of Mal and Vallkyrie. Relaxing some, she moved again, altering her path to track the newcomer. 

The white of his coat stood out against the darkness, much like hers probably did, and she stopped a few feet away. A chuff announced her presence if it wasn't already known to him, and she waited for him to introduce himself.