Wapun Meadow Can't wait for quittin' time, comin' around

The sprite couldn't help but become curious by the wolf nearby. The one with three legs....

Her entrance into the Teekons was still young -- as if transported into an entirely new world. Setting off alone was nothing like being within the comfort of the grove -- freedom was nothing like she'd originally imagined it to be. Instead of feeling refreshing, it felt...scary.

Unknown.

--and in becoming far too distrustful of every stranger that lurked within these wilds, the young woman had become somewhat of a silent recluse. Yet her curiosity still pulled her into the shadows, where she could observe others from the unseen corners. It was safer that way -- at least to Cera, rather than being seen.

Yet in wandering that day, foreging the lands for sweet berries, she'd instead come across a woman adorned in blonde strands, dancing among the grass like a sprightly child. Her ears perked and bright eyes locked in curiously, more so in confusion, on how a wolf robbed of one of their own limbs could possibly move like that....

Ceraphina, however -- far too shy to approach, chose to watch from a distance as she'd always done. Remain quite in her stationary safe spot within the distance....