"They live in a place where it is always cold and ice and snow.I just decided that maybe I needed to go and see what lies outside our snowy haven. " My voice is smooth as silk and yet still frosted in that familiar icy chill, watchhing her in lazy interest, wondering what she may or may not ask next. After all I am curious of how far her curiousity will expand and how far it may drive her, and how long it takes her to get the courage to ask the things she seeks to ask. "It is quite alright. You are not a child so you need not feel as a child does when it asks a question, that has never harmed anyone. That I know of at the very least. As for my time here it has been enough to be familiar with these lands but not enough that it feels like home. That's the best I can think to explain."

This girl indeed has a inquiring mind and yet it is not as curious as some others I am familiar with, no she hesitates much more than others I have dealt with in the past, it is both amusing and a little pleasing to note. My cota of pale silver ripples as I move and shift my weight, easing the ache of muscles, the black tip of my tail twitching in restless energy. "I have met the demons of Iromar, if that is of any interest. I used to reside under the rule of a demon in this land but he has fallen since then and now I roam again. Demons are black furred wolves, marked in red, and they can be quite intolerant of those who mess with them. I do not think, however, they are nearly as bad as others think them to be." I'm probably the only one who thinks these things anyway.