Time had past so quickly since her parents had vanished. She had no doubts they where together and loved herself and her siblings even so it left her with little to do. Her sister, well she hasn’t seen her around and Levi was out to prove himself. She didn’t understand his motives but it was his life, wherefore not hers to question. Enya however had no plans to prove herself, for what did she have to prove to anyone? She was eager to explore more than the small patch of land she grew on by the sea. She would head west to Spirane. Her mothers dearest friend Natu lived their. She knew the woman as an aunt but has seen little of her since her youth, she understood though. Everyone had a life they needed to live yet perhaps her aunt would like a visit. Either way Enya had decided to give her one.

Enya’s nairs flair slightly as a heavily metallic scent filled them. She knew the scent of blood well someone or something was killed around here and it was fresh. Ears swivel straining to hear even the slightest paw step. She heard nothing but the soft howls of the fall breeze. She smelt a stranger on the wind and the scent of boar. She had hardly realized the beginnings of hunger that gnaw at her insides. She wasn’t above an easy meal and if the hunter left some scraps she could at least make good use of them. Really; who would deny an easy meal?

She fallowed the tracks some of which crisscrossed over each other before reaching a rather obscure entrance. Her fur bristled slightly before turning away. It was a risky endeavor that she needn’t embark on. She chewed the thought of continuing in hunger before diving into the cave alerted by the squeal of a female boar barely clinging to life. Her throat was mangled but she had escaped her attacker. She could still see a fire in the boars eyes but didn’t think twice as she leapt forward ripping the throat from the beast. Finally it stilled; she knew it was at peace and readily took part in her meal.

Susil Crags was an interesting place but rather barren. Still it provided her shelter for the night. She now understood why her aunt didn’t visit often, it was a tasking trip from Glorall to Spirane. The sun had settled well in the sky as she reached where Aplos River and the Spirane territory converged. She took a few moments to gather her bearings as she lapped greedily from the river. Surly her aunt was here still, either way she would soon find out. Hastily Enya made her way into the territory searching for any signs of her dearest aunt Natu.