Ouroboros Spine a path to choose

A woman with beautiful white fur and captivating green eyes came to greet her. Bronte always appreciated the beauty in others. She stared openly, before blinking while she looked away. 

This was Kukutux. She was as warm as Bronte had been told. Did all wolves feel such a...natural pull towards her? Or was this just her emotions acting up, with her own mother so distant?

She remembered that back home, they could use some more herbs. Bridget was there now. With her there to help, getting stocked up shouldn't be a problem.

"I'm Bronte..." She began in a soft voice. "From Brecheliant. Our packs are close....right?" She shook her head to get herself back on track. "I um, I think I want to learn about medicine. Healing. My family...suggested I come here..."

Something left unsaid hung in the air. That not all was well at the caldera. And not once had there been a happy light in her eyes. Not once a smile.