With two most recent upheavals of packs, the only logical destination for her was the further most North East corner of Moladion. There lie the ocean of grassland known as Asteraia, once ruled by a kind old wolf and now inhabited by apparent creatures of the dark. If Achlys were to seriously consider it, she would know she would be right at home within them- even if she did not eat the meat that they did- but she would fit in all the same. But as it were, the black and white girl is a most simple minded creature, and she has no need for thoughts such as those. Her only thoughts are to please Eden, and though she does not need to do anything for him to secure her rank- she does it simply because she wants to. Eden wanted a thing done, and thus Achlys will do the thing.

Her petite black paws cast her out of Glorall and into the free lands beyond, keeping to the outskirts of Diveen as she went. Close enough to go unnoticed by any unwanting eye of the lone lands, and far enough not to be a threat to the pack that is Diveen. Though she was a wolf born there, and some might recognize her scent, she had barely had contact with any wolf from it. Chances were she would be a stranger to any that spotted her. But her destination lay further north, and after a brief dip into the edge of the Enocra Woodlands, she is finally there. With no intention to cross the border, her small paws bring her equally petite frame to a stop just before the invisible line. The markings here are fresh, and that either means someone has just been here or someone is avidly rounding their borders. Achlys knows that with Edens new rule over Glorall that he is vigilant and bordering on obsessed with his own borders. It makes sense, reminds her of him, and thus she has nothing to worry about. Ever the simple creature, the girl is content to stand there and wait, her glacial eyes with licks of crimson flame within wide and staring at the expanse of all the beige and gold.

For while Asteraia was a sea of green in the Spring and Summer time, Autumn brought with it golds and cremes and even some red. It was like Diveen, but much better than that- and also like Glorall, as she could spot the sea far off in the distance. The sea was such a peculiar thing, full of such peculiar creatures that she wondered if the sea side of Asteraia held all different creatures all together. Perhaps it was something she could ask Eden, and bring him here again to find out for themselves. So long as this new ruler of these lands was not a wolf to try and run them off their lands, but perhaps a wolf they can befriend and make allies with. For established packs with new brand new Alphas needed friends in other places, and what better place to begin than the place that had a fresh new start as well.