Singing the song that's inside us all.

I had caught the mischievous glint in her eyes just before the sound slipped from her maw. It was a delicate song, lovely indeed, and a call to the others that I had made my claim that Spirane is now my home. My tail waves through the air as I dance to her side, my own dial jutted up and releasing the same blissful song in somewhat of a higher pitch; harmonizing with her tone perfectly. It isn't much, but who am I to complain? It is better than nothing, even if I had been alright with nothing. Still, I could not ask for more.

I am overjoyed with the fact that I now share a home with my friend, the only one who had shown their true self to me on that beautiful winter day. The day that I arrived, brittle and scared, yet still played childishly with the queen of Spirane. She had been the first wolf I come into contact with since I've been here, and still, she is the only wolf I can bring my own colors out around. Hopefully, though, now that I am safe within a pack- the home of my dearest friend- I can meet others; maybe they will be just as great a company as Dany.

I let my notes fade as she did, before meeting her gaze with my bright burning pools. Ears rotate forward as she speaks. A moment of understanding sparks in my eyes, knowing that for sure roaming the terra will take up a majority of my time. I will discover every book and cranny of this land, no matter the dangers.

I felt the gentle nudge against my fur, and I stood to follow. Thrill bristles my fur, tickling my gut, and I couldn't help but feel giddy. Wide, curious eyes move from one side to the other, taking in the trees and ground as we passed by. Eventually, after a moment of a silent stroll, we breach the wall of wood and leaves and landed into a clearing. The clearing is immense, and glorious might I add. I can see myself gallivanting around the area, tossing up dust as I danced. But before I can do any of this, Dany has something more important to reveal.

I spot the oddly placed flat rock just at the center of the clearing, my ear twitch with question before glancing over to her. She continues her pace, leading me towards the rock and then circling it. I was a bit puzzled as I follow pursuit, but that all changed once she began to explain.

"It's beautiful," I mumble once she finishes. My orbs never left the rock as we circle. I took in the scent, and made the area familiar to myself, so that I won't have any trouble finding this place if approaching is needed.
I also locked away the small note, a must to remember as well. Glancing over to her, I sense that her mind is upon something else, almost as if she's having trouble figuring something out. A small smile pulls the corners of my lips.

"So, how are the other wolves? Are they nice? Any in particular you favor?" I want to learn more from her before I venture out on my own. I want to be prepared when I meet the others. How should I act around them? Of course I will be myself, but should any offense be taken or shall I brush it off?
Being apart of a pack still made me itch, but I had made my decision, therefore I will stick to it. Whether the others are rude, or as sweet as Dany, I will have no choice but to meet them. Eventually I will cross paths with those who reside here. I'm not sure what to expect, but soon it will happen.

If we don't open our eyes we're walking blind.

Attila
four year old female
of spirane
mateless, imprintless