Having never been the adventuring type, the young princess had never seen a point in leaving Iromar. It was her home and she was safe there. But as time wore on and the child grew up she started to get bored. Already she had memorized every spot within the moors and now it was time to seek new areas. Perhaps she would find something out there that would help her learn more about the ways of the shaman. After all, Iromar had a terrible weakness. Without a healer the pack could fall and this she could not allow. To make sure that the demons lived on, Lamia took it upon herself to become a master healer and it started with chewing on random leaves. It almost ended that way too. Some plants should never be eaten.

But what else was out there. Did different things grow beyond the boarders of Iromar? Today she would find out. Already her paws had carried her away from home towards the crags. The grassy field began to change into rocky terrain that made the heat of the summer sun upon her dark fur that much more intense. Soon, the puppy began to pant as the day grew hotter. Her coat was both a blessing and a curse. She was forever marked as a demon but the sun never really liked demons now did it. Finding a large rock, Lamia moved to the shaded side and rested her weary paws for a moment. This was the farthest from home she had ever been and the world of Moladion was around her. For a time, she simply looked at her surroundings until she noticed the mountains to the west. They were tall and mighty and suddenly she wanted to be there. But didn't Dad mention that that place belonged to another pack? Perhaps... The gears in her mind started turning as a plan began to form in her mind.

Feeling rested and ready to go again, Lamia moved deeper into the rocky area until the sound of running water made her realize just how thirsty she was. Following the sound with her one good ear she came across a small waterfall that crashed into a pond. Floating on the water was a family of ducks along with some babies that had just been hatched. They hadn't noticed her yet as they swam lazily on the water. A sudden thought came to the dark child. She hadn't tasted duck blood before. They were all over the swamp lands but any time she tried to grab one it would fly away, honking laughter back at her. Perhaps she could catch one of the little ones. The water didn't look too deep. As she was pondering what to do next, she didn't realize that she had been followed and a pleasant surprise was waiting behind her.