Ralla had been fairly new to the place called Blossom Forest. She felt at home in the new place due to all the kind wolves who had openly greeted her as she passed by. Her stunningly white fur made her easy to spot unless she made it clear she wanted to hide from someone or something. She had wandered through Blossom Forest for a few days, but she had only been to the lake once before. Water calmed her and made her feel safe. In her mind water was always predictable, lapping at the shore and creating small waves across the surface. Ralla walked along the tree line for some time, watching wolves play and have fun within the icy waters. Her cold gaze searched the shore line. Ralla hadn't talked to many wolves within the forest just yet and she didn't feel to comfortable just letting lose and playing in the water with wolves she didn't know very well. Her ears folded back against her head as she let out a soft sigh, she was a very shy wolf at times especially in new surroundings. She felt at home in the forest but it was all so new to her, she knew no one here and it made her feel anxious. She didn't want to force friendship on anyone just because she was afraid to be alone in a new place.

Ralla searched the shore for a few moments, she stood alone and saw multiple wolves just walking and chatting with the others. Keeping her ears folded back against her head she sat on her haunches. She was a very beautiful Fae but she had never met any male that she was interested in. Her tail flicked back and forth behind her, as if she had given up on trying to be brave in a new place. Her eyes wandered the tree line, her ears perked instantly as she saw another white wolf. She tilted her head lightly wondering why he was alone too. Getting up and shaking her fur, she took a few steps from the shade. Her eyes stayed on the other white wolf as he walked to the shore and lapped at the water hungrily. She forced herself to not giggle at the way he drank, he would get the hiccups if he didn't slow down. A light smile crossed her lips as she pretended not to see him. Her eyes went to the water and as she stepped into the cold water a light shiver went through her spine.

Ralla looked beautiful, her all white coat was groomed to perfection. Her blue eyes searched the dark waters far beyond, then after what seemed like an age she lowered her head to allow her maw to be near the water. Her eyes closed and she slowly lapped at the water, her tail flicking behind her. The tip of her tail dipped into the cool water, as she flicked her tail water droplets would fly onto the other wolves pelt without her knowing. She licked her maw lightly and then turned to walk out of the water. Her eyes returning to the white wolf again before she walked to the shore and up the bank to a large shaded area and sat on her haunches. Her eyes wandered the shore again and again, but some how her eyes kept landing on the other white wolf. Inwardly she growled to herself, she had never thought of the opposite sex being interesting or fun to talk to. But he looked troubled the first moment she saw him. She flicked her left ear and then let out a light sigh, she didn't know what she would do if she approached the wolf, she wouldn't know what to say. She had never been good at starting conversations or keeping them up unless there was something interesting to talk about.

Taking a large breath Ralla stood in a swift motion. She had made up her mind that she was going to talk to this other wolf, even though she didn't know what she was going to say. She had always tried to help others even if she went out of her way to do it. Looking at the wolf in the water she brought her ears back and slowly walked toward him. As she reached the shore, waves softly crawled up the sand to her paws and softly washed over them. Stepping into the water once more she flicked her tail shyly and perked her ears. Taking another breath and then letting it out silently she looked at the white wolf and tried to smile "H-hello there." she said in a soft and melodious voice. Her voice was beautiful and soft, though it would be hard to miss her speaking. Many had told her that her voice was soothing and calming, but she had never really thought so. To some her voice sounded as beautiful as waves caressing across the beach, or a bird singing its song. Her blue eyes were locked onto the other wolf hoping that he wouldn't snap or be angered by the fact that she was trying to speak with him. She flicked her tail and again her tail flicked water to his pelt. Her tail settled and she smiled softly M-my name is Ralla she said shyly

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