Northstar Vale Honey Child you are lost

Maiken didn't recognize this pack or the scents. So she took a moment to familiarize herself with it all. Interesting. She shifted and moved, poised to continue on her way.


A woof and she lifted downy head. Brown eyes falling upon the wolf that had called out. Three legs, dark, big, bigger than she, but again most were. She was not even big for a small wolf. It was disgusting really at times. She smiled voice thick with accent.

Hello.