I moved like the phantom I was from Asteraia's borders, slipping back into the shadows of the world I was used to. I was still uneasy in the packlands, surrounded by wolves that could be a little overwhelming. I was a loner by nature, but slowly but surely I could feel it melting away from their friendly demeanors. The only true struggle was them understanding me without the use of words. They were so used to listening with their ears, but with me, they needed to listen with their eyes as I conveyed my thoughts and words through action. Maybe in time they would figure it out, but until then, I was still alone.

I was working towards becoming Hostarius, a position to keep me busy and useful. Being one with the shadows made me an excellent candidate at being top scout and spy. Iblis had given me two tasks: one he had yet to tell me, and the other to bring back a wolf to join the pack. I was competing against the female Delya for the position, and I didn't feel like loosing. So, this is why I venture back into the free lands.

I start my search for an acceptable wolf in the Enocra woods, right outside of Asteraia. Not only that, but the large trees cast shadows, the only place where I felt truly comfortable. My blue and green split gaze searched between the trees for a form, my nose scenting to see if there were any wolves about. This was going to be extremely difficult, not being to speak and ask them if they want to join. But no matter, I would make it work some how, I always did, even if I couldn't exactly remember my life before Moladion.