Her paws were killing her. She'd been walking for days on end, looking for a new start. Her stomach growled along with the ache in her legs, though her honey eyes never lost their innocent, joyful, untainted glow. No matter how bad the circumstances, she always found a bright side to things, always happy. Bright auburn fur lay delicately over her fragile form, glittering with the coming and going of light through the trees. She was nearing the edge of a large cliff, one so tall she couldn't see what lay at the top. Suddenly interested, her long black stilts found themselves carrying her up the steep surface with little struggle. Longs leaps and claw sized crevices made it easy for the young Kalak to scale, though she was raised in a mountain region, so it helped her ability.

It wasn't long before she found herself nearing the top, taking one last large leap to the very last stone surface. Clouds bounced seemingly just above her head, and she pranced around with a giggle, as if trying to bite the clouds. Her steps were uneven, one moment she was prancing, the next she was stopping to look around or smell a strange plant. Her honey eyes scanned around, finding a distant figure among the edge of the cliff. She made small steps towards the figure, then stopping to listen, and repeating.

Her nostrils twitched to the strong smell of another canine, musky and bold, most likely male. It was when he called to her that she was sure of his gender, and decided to approach. He was much different than she, of a most different build and larger stature, with a much thicker pelt. But if it was a male, why did he look so...feminine? Smiling brightly at him, she stood a few meters away, allowing some space for a comfortable confrontation. This would be her first meeting with one not of the Kalak bloodline.

"Hello. I'm Birdyy. " she introduced, unsure of how to approach the conversation. Her voice remained soft and velvet when she spoke, but on the inside, she was actually a bit insecure. She had never known danger and was oblivious, though it seemed more apparent to her now. Letting her muscles relax, she let herself lower to a nonchalant sitting position.