These lands had begun to welcome her far more openly than she dared to consider. Honed into the restless clamor of many scents the ever present tones of others she was becoming idly aware of just what kind of realm she had set foot in. The valley itelf was massive, end to end it only appeared as mountains faded in the distance and in between changed terrain here and there. Ecosystems derived of separate sections she had moved further from the edges and into the depths of the great valley. Moving on and on, she had received her moment of calm long enough to fulfill any depleted. Imparting further inland she soon crossed from the wide and seemingly endless plains to thick forestry. She suited this environment far better, bound then to the strange darkness and no longer swayed by the foggy glow of open light.
The first to hit her was the overwhelming aroma of settled waters. Slightly drowning down the claim others might have set on the surroundings she felt mildly safer, thus disregarded her usually cautious stride. Preserved to her more naturally alluring aura she set forth peddling through the dense forestry. She forced through each slick muddled bog with such force her paws would simply collapse into the moist soil then release with a wet sucking sound as mud slicked against her glossy raven coat. Gaze fixed in its emeralds and golds searched curiously, maw tightly clenched as she wafted the frail pheromones that attempted to remain notable. Forgotten, though, were these mild attentions when suddenly some object launched eagerly into the waiting air a few paces from where she was. Another, no doubt, and soon after his voice succeeded in providing his gender. He held a certain radiance and regal depth to his tones which was both alluring and concerning. She had no intentions to invade territories, though she was rather curious in particular of what he was tossing about.
Her trot brought her within range in a matter of moments, focus afforded and providing her the notice of not one male but two in fact. The object in question was a fish, slick still though lacking any signs of life as it lay still on the ground a few feet from herself. She forced a smile, quickly, drawn back on a less assertive posture though her height served enough to prove she was of little threat to either of them. She had, of course, missed something and hadn't realized it even having seen the fish swooping through the air before her arrival. Ears collapsing back slightly she straightened up and drew her chin to nearly rest against her breast, coat now fully expressed to frame her features.
Hi, I'm new around here. Playing games? I like games, if you are playing fancy me joining?
Her voice was soft and youthful despite her age, feminine and absent of anything more than the friendly demeanor she was putting off.
...Call me Aelora...