Her pale orbs were still gazing at Not Mars and Mars. That is, until a pup got her attention. Though she was admittedly a pup once, she grew up faster than most. Her whole family and pack killed after only a few weeks after birth. She had somehow survived it, though it left her with, many, many scars. They were barely visible in light, blending in with her snowy pelt. She grew up so alone, yet she was always following someone. ((Yoda: Good tracker, it did make her.)) She could track anything from a mouse, to a polar bear. She knew almost every animal she came across, due to watching Datum's human.
But now this darn pup had her full attention. Her acting skills were just fine, thus she would act like a 'normal' wolf. Not the android inside. "Hello there, young one. I'm..." She thought for a moment. "Bella. Sorry, I don't get much company. I'm not used to telling wolves my name." She smiled, a (fake) true, sincere smile. Well, true if you weren't Superman. Her pale orbs were brightened, and the moon was grinning maliciously in her favor.
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