Wapun Meadow all around me are familiar faces

Her dark eyes stared out between the tall grass, watching for any elk or sheep. But soon a new scent drifted to her nose. A wolf scent. Shadow? No. It just smelled like it had been around Shadow. Nocti...sardor Bypass. At first she had trouble at recalling the Latin name for night fire. The snow-white girl turned as her dark eyes looked upon a fire-pelted young man. While others in the Creek might be wary of Noctisardor, Star was pretty sure at this point they were no longer someone to worry about. Maybe they didn't particularly like each-other, but she just couldn't see a war between them. Blackfeather was their enemy now. "Hello, Sir. I am Star." She introduced herself to the man, with a polite dip of her head before lifting it for her dark gaze to focus on his green one.