Noctisardor Bypass Dying for socialization

Anyone is welcome to greet this old lady!

Mahler had been unusually kind to Hope, and while other wolves might feel suspicious of it, she did not. She felt warmth and gratitude and had began wandering into the territory right after she had been accepted with open arms. Hope had stayed in the territory for days and not met anyone but Mahler yet, but today she hoped to change that. She was one big smile as she began her walk in the morning, hoping to meet and greet others.

She followed nothing but the sound of her own heartbeat, she listened for nature's music and while it was quiet, she still found pleasure in it. She didn't exactly stroll around in the snow, her old legs wouldn't allow for a big old run through the snow anymore, but she liked the crunched sound of her paws landing in the snow. It brought back memories of a younger version of herself, who loved to play in the snow. 

She never felt sad about age coming to her like this, it was a natural process, a part of life. Growing old was just her next step in life, and she had come to appreciate so much more in life now, compared to when she was younger. 

She stopped for a few moments to feel a ice cold breeze and shuttered lightly as it went through her fur. She wondered if it was wise to lay down here in the snow, she might get lost and never find anyone else to talk to. She was a very social creature, she felt like it had been ages since she had properly talked to others.

She slowly began walking again, agreeing with herself it was best to press forward. She began walking toward parts of the territory she had not yet seen, hoping to run into someone, anyone.