Fairspell Meadow Survived this long without a ruler

Wish upon a star and it shall grand you, your desires. Or something along those lines. Or, you know, you could just take whatever you wished for. Makatza was more for the last option. But sometimes she was lucky that things just turned up at her doorstep. Like today. She walked around in the meadow, minding her own business, when she sniffed out something when the wind shifted. She sniffed the air and turned her head in multiple directions to find the source.

She found a much smaller she-wolf than herself and was - surprised. How could one be so small? Tiny even. Makatza was not even fully grown and she still looked much bigger than the other. Makatza let her tail swing back and forth for a moment, wondering how to approach. Only for a moment though then she trotted onward toward her. She had no fear, she was pretty dang sure she could take on this girl if she turned out hostile.

"Hello." She didn't know, for obvious reasons, that the other was looking for someone, nor did she care too much if she had known. It was unlikely that Makatza ever would offer her help in looking for some lost poor soul. "I am Makatza." She almost added to it, but thought it was probably overwhelming information where she was from. She huffed lightly and sat down nearby the other female.

"What do you do for fun?" She was hoping for something exciting. Something that was ought to blow her mind.