Redsand Canyon Wolf Moon

Ever since she had gone missing and then suddenly returned to the Teekons, Malila's personality had shifted. It had been gradual. The change begun in Rivenwood, after Speedy had left. From then on it only worsened. She was no longer the bubbly, bright young girl everyone had been familiar with. Instead she was much more withdrawn, timid and flighty. She still retained her sweet nature, and of course, her naivety. 

When confronted by not one, but two wolves who were quick to spot her at their borders, she nearly turned tail and ran. They were already both imposing enough, especially in comparison to her fragile self. But, they weren't threatening. Not at the moment. The dark one, who seemed the dominant of the two, gave her the chance to speak.

She backed up several good steps, lowering her body in deference while the chocolate of her belly grazed the snow laden ground. Her ears plastered back, a thin tail tucking. While her display of submission may have been a little much, Malila had grown to be incredibly lacking in self worth these days. "I...I was seeking passage through the mountains. There is someone I hope to find..." She squeezed out, her light voice rough on the edges from lack of use.