Mikoto's off looking for food- though I know he won't have gone far. He watches over me like a hawk, like a big brother figure almost, he's usually with me at all times, so it's a bi of a change to be on my own. I trust the older wolf and so I am content to lay nestled amongst the soft grass, just watching the world as time ticks by. Everything changes with time it seems, at least it's something I have noticed. We were new to these lands so I'm not sure what to expect of the natives, and maybe for merely a child not even a year old I am strange, but my abandonment had kind of forced me into an early stage of adulthood- if you can call this that. Mikoto says I definately look like other pups just smaller and cuter, though I wonder what he meant by that. I am smaller than others my age, I always notice that no matter where we go. I am remaining seated like the behaved girl I am as I wait for the return of my guardian, anticipating his return with every breath drawn into my lungs, because somehow he's always there. He had protected me since my parents had been killed, just scooped me up out of harms way and carried me off. As it becomes night the moon rises and the stars cats light in conjection with it over my coat as white as moonflowers patched in auburn and black, and I wonder why he hasn't returned yet. He has never taken this long, was finding food for us really so hard? I rise to my dainty paws, casting my violet scarlet gaze around for the older wolf. I need him in order to survive out here, well I at least need somebody.

My eyes do not spot the distinctive flame and black coat of my guardian, and for a moment I pause because I am unsure I should move from my designated waiting place, he may get upset if he were to come back and I had moved. But what if he needs help? I blink my expressive scarlet-violet eyes, entirely unsure how to proceed. I want to go find Mikoto, I want to show him that I will grow up to be of some use some day. Yes I need to go find him, he'd forgive me anyways once I find him I am sure.

My moonflower white furred parts take on shades of silver as I swivel my head to gaze at the moon briefly, almost as if seking an answer before I start moving. I am still hesistant on moving from my waiting place even if it wasn't a particularly safe one to begin with, and begin to hope Mikoto will forgive me from leaving his chosen place. I move with a careful quiet slowness, not wanting to trip me up on anything I fail to notice if I was moving faster, and once near the body of water I pause again. The moonlight on the water and the sky reflected was...nothing short of captivating, I cannot help but become drawn to it like a moth to flame, and I move towards it until I can nearly touch the water. Nothing during the daytime was this beautiful, only the night sky can hold my attentions, that...and the colour red.

I would stare at this all day if I didn't have to find Mikoto, besides the older wolf was my favourite colour, and he takes care of me too, you can't really ask for anything better. I know I have red splashed over my coat too, but he...looks like fire and I do not. I turn away from the lake that acts as the night sky's mirror, back to my origional goal, my paws set firmly on my chosen path. I feel like he has gone this way, almost as if I had grown so used to being around him that I can almost...sense his presence. I can smell a lot more things than him though, I can smell lots of different plants, they all cross with his scent, there is also the scent of small prey animals, maybe he had caught something! My tail gives a single wave behind me, pleased with the thought. I should be running into him at any given moment, and then we can feast. I know he won't be upset with me, at least not for very long, if he would be at all.