Perhaps my tactics in gaining our first few new members had not been considered kosher to every resident of Moladion. But Spirane had needed to bolster its numbers at least by a few, and two of my wolves had sought a way to prove to me that they were capable in the arts of thievery. What better way than to retrieve what they thought might be suitable loners from the free lands and bring them to the mountain? I had yet to meet any of the wolves Natu and Ailith had brought to Spirane, but I knew there were three. Anemone and Ragnarok by Natu’s paw, and Gaia by Ailith’s. It seemed to me now that the pack was settling and finding its place among Moladion once more, this would be as good a time as any to seek out the wolves that perhaps thought themselves to be captives of Spirane. In truth I would never hold a wolf against their will. If these three wolves were to approach myself, one of my advisors, or even their captor after spending at least a bit of time amongst our pack and give reason for no longer wishing to remain, they would be free. I was not in the business of enslaving other wolves to my cause.

As far as I could tell, the three wolves had not caused any trouble in the time they had spent amongst our peaks. But I could not say that I had so much as seen one of them, and so I now set out to find the female called Gaia, to speak with her. It did not take me long to pick up her scent, still somewhat foreign and the smells of the free lands still hedged her perfume. I found myself circling back on myself, heading in the direction from which I had come. Curious.

My movement was easy, and my posture a relaxed form of regality. From what I had been told, she was a young wolfess, and knowing little else I did not want to come across as imposing. Though my tail remained dormant and my fur smooth and undisturbed, there was little I could do for the way I naturally carried myself. Alpha blood coursed through my veins, as it had since the day I had been born.

Unexpectedly, the she-wolf was standing almost directly in my path as I came around a slight bend in the stony trail that bordered the south western border. My brows lifted slightly and I halted, leaving the wolfess a generous amount of space. The girl had been stolen here, after all; the last thing I wanted to do was make her feel trapped. “Hello there,” I said, offering a small grin as my ears perked forward. “Unless I am mistaken, you are Gaia, correct? I am Daenerys M-” I stopped short, thinking better of all the titles which I might give when meeting a stranger upon the borders. Perhaps that was not necessary here, for already this young fem had spent time amongst the mountains, and surely she knew a thing or two about me. It was I that knew nothing of her, but I was here to change that.