Wapun Meadow Filling out Papers

A noble pursuit. She hummed, a grin settling on her muzzle. So what is it that you want to do then?

She was certainly curious. When they were done, where would Irene go? Would she venture far, or stay in the area? Would she find the pack that suited her, or perish in her pursuit.

Her thoughts were clouded by doe eyes, staring up and waiting for an answer.