Northstar Vale L'intuition d'une femme

 Kaaya climbed over a large log, taking a seat above it to get a better view of the terrain ahead of her. She watched over for a while before picking up an unfamiliar scent, a grey she-wolf appearing from the depths lengthy lands before her.

Though she has finally escaped from her former pack a few moons ago, she still wasn’t finding herself to be extremely talkative, causing her to rise up and walk down farther along the wood in the direction opposite of the winds. She watched the wolf carefully, her curiosity peaking as she paced back and forth — seemingly burdened by something. It reminded her much of her ummi’s erratic pacing once something began to weigh in her mind.

Perhaps that was why she found herself leaping off of the log and heading closer. 
"Is there something ailing you?” She questioned, having had opened her mouth before she could even think.