Northstar Vale Aventurer en Avant

She waited, ears flicking forward. She slicked her tongue over her whiskers and breathed in; she could not smell anyone else nearby, nor out in the neighbouring meadow. She sighed, softly, pining for the empire she had always envisioned when she had been a child. 

She sat up when a voice answered, feminine and friendly. She smiled softly; it was good to hear a new voice. 

I am Ameline, She responded with her next howl. It lilted upward. I lead a pack in the Valley, She responded, before she waited a beat. I am a mother this year; it is nice to speak to someone who can howl, Mirth caused a light trill in her voice. She wondered if the other might understand how much she appreciated getting a chance to talk to another adult.