The silence was a welcome companion, giving her a chance to think over a few things. She knew that there was a possibility of multiple pups, but she didn’t think she could handle a large litter. Not that she wanted to stay glued to the glorall alpha by much, so the less, the better. She sighed, gray-gold eyes closing as she relaxed into a seated position. Her white tail curling around her red striped legs. She found that Asteraia was comfortable for her. She had found a small den in which she had fit perfect. She had seen others pair off around Moladian, and wondered silently what it was like. To have someone be there for you no matter what. Though the concept of imprints were foreign to her, the thought of the security was a curious aspect.

To be honest, she may be in a pack, but she wasn’t aware of all of the general unspoken pack rules. She had never belonged to one before, so she knew that she would probably screw up somehow. The sound of another came almost as soon as he stopped. His dark form was a stark contrast to her silver-white appearance. He spoke, apologizing. She watched him quietly for a moment, her head tilted to the side before she herself, spoke. “It seems the perfect day to be lost in your thoughts.” her soft, purely feminine voice was still hard for Renai to be used too, even though it was her own voice. She hated it.

Her gray-gold eyes watched him carefully as she sat there. His scent was a bit confusing, smelling of most of the pack lands that were around, leaving her unsure who he was. “I’m Renai.” She spoke quietly. She didn’t know him, but maybe, just maybe, the company would be good. Yes?