Raven's Watch And so her Journey Begins..

Dull grey eyes cast themselves upon the vast grey sky, each star twinkling as bright as the next, her long tail swaying ever so softly in thought. It had been sometime since she had found herself a home, a place in which the fae had belonged, the longing was grand, though the longing for her homeland had a far deeper pull. The faint sound of a voice would reach her ears, accompanied by an authoritative voice, causing the wolf to turn her head and gaze off behind her into the night. 

Curious grey eyes would land upon what appeared to be a black pelt, piercing yellow eyes staring back at her. Sirris would turn around completely, dipping her head at the wolf, assuming she had some sort of authority over these lands in particular. Sirris would hesitantly let out a small chuff in greeting, remaining low as to not provoke the other. "Solutions, This ones title iz Sirris of forrign lands. Though I do preferr Sirri. It iz lovely to meet thee." Sirris would utter, a slight accent emerging from within her throat, rolling her 'r's as she spoke. Her gaze remained gentle, tail curled back in submission as she slowly stared up at the other female in curiosity. 

She had come from cold lands, the mountains a place of her birth, her arctic blood running deep within her birth pack. She longed to live in a place like that once more, of snow and great history. Her homeland was vast and had great history, the stories her mother had told her something she would never forget. Stories she would happily pass down to her future pups and those within a pack should she join one once more. She looked to this wolf, grey eyes roaming the others body, noting the puppy bump on the darker female though she would turn her gaze back down.