Well. I saw the she wolf, I did catch her scent when coming to the rose. She seemed tired and I didn’t really want to bother her, so I haven’t said anything. We were quite a few feet away. But as I approached the flower more and more, she stood and looked at it herself. I looked at her as she asked then.

- Because it is not everyday we see an ivory rose.

I told her, gentle with my words.

- Sorry if I interrupted your rest. Would you mind if I took it?

Head gently gestured down to the rose. My voice was kind and sincere. I didn’t know if she was only lying close to the flower or if she was keeping it or something. If she was, I didn’t want to invade her space. My eyes take in her form. She is a beautiful she wolf. Much the same size as myself. But definitely much younger. My own dark form still sitting before the flower. Well.. The flowers. It is quite rare to see a wolf with such beautiful fur color as well.

The girl also didn’t smell of any pack at all. Hmm.. Was she new to Moladion? I’ve been a loner once and had a long story of the packs I had been to. I’ve seen many lands. I wonder if I know where she is from.