Northstar Vale A surrender, white flags draped

Celara sniffed the air. The pup, Isabella apparently, smelled the same as any other pup. "Yes, I could tell." She lied. "Who are your parents?" The pup didn't resemble any nobles she could think of, but she hadn't spent much time among the pack. "Oh. I went to Kaistleoki, to train. It wasn't scary, but is was very different from here. Not as pretty, either." She paused for a bit. "Do you know about it?" 

A cool breeze ruffled her fur. Autumn was truly here, she realized. She'd lived under the Empire for almost half a year. The thought was strange in her mind. How had it been so long, when she'd seen so little?