It was everywhere and yet nowhere. A scent that clawed at Zeteri's nose and dug into her brain. It was infuriating! She knew her mother had to be somewhere within this pack, just hiding within the shadows. Perhaps Kiska really didn't want to be found but that wasn't going to stop the stubborn princess. One day mother and daughter would be reunited and when that day finally came they would sit together and have a very long talk. Zeteri both feared and looked forward to that day. It was clear that Dad has lost his mind and had refused to accept his child even as she stood before him in the flesh and blood. Heartbroken, the girl wandered away from the world for a time before deciding to find her mother. She was here, somewhere. One day Zeteri would find her. Soon.

Until that day, the gold and black wolf would do what she could within her new home. Coza had given her the rank of Arrowhead, a hunter, and she was not about to let him down. Even now she moved through the tall trees checking on the different game trails that littered the land. The huntress knew that the great moose shared the pack lands along with smaller animals such as the raccoon and even the cunning martin. There was another animal that lived here that Zeteri had not seen before and its scent was stranger to her. It was this animal she was tracking when a howl echoed through the forest. It was nearby and sounded so familiar. Surely it wasn't... Zeteri felt her heart beat within her chest and with the alien animal forgotten she raced on sure paws towards the call.

Grown to her fullest height, Zeteri was a large wolf. It was clear that her heritage was that of powerful wolves as her massive body moved with agility and grace through the trees. Many found it hard to believe that she had been the smallest of her litter. As big as she was, Zeteri still found herself crouching slightly in the presence of the mysterious Alias. Feeling a little disappointed it had not been Kiska, the princess held back in the trees for a moment staring at the female standing alone in the clearing. She was a mountain of a wolf, standing there in the middle of a clearing with a dead bird at her paws, and the aura pulsing around her screamed with power and wisdom.

Zeteri was in awe of this grand wolfess and moved slowly to meet her. The scent of the bird reached her nose and reminded her how long it had been since she had eaten which only made her stomach growl. She winced slightly but chose to ignore it. There would be time for that later. Only when she had moved away from the shadows of the trees to stand under the intense stare of Alias did Zeteri nod her head in greeting as she wagged her tail slightly.

"Greetings, Alias. I heard your call and couldn't help but come to meet you. Is everything alright?"