Noctisardor Bypass fifty shades of grey

The young female tread swiftly behind Crëyr, as she gazed upon the strong, and beautiful mountains. She heard they were heading toward an area where most of the pack meets, perhaps she can become acquainted with a few more members there.

Almost like she could read her mind Crëyr asked the young female if she had met any members other than Shadow and herself. "No, I've only met you and Shadow, but I do wish to meet others. To tell you the truth, I'm a very social wolfess, and can't stand when I'm all alone." Sarana wasn't sure if she was ready to tell someone her fear, but the silver female seemed polite and had earned her trust for now.

"How many wolves currently call the bypass home?" The rust colored wolfess asked, wondering just how many wolves she still needed to greet. Perhaps she would run into some at this area Crëyr spoke of, and if not she would set off on her own to meet them.