It did not take long before one of the mountain wolves took an interest in her, fast approaching the prancing girl and Ankh's ears turn back to catch the sound of paws coming up towards her. Yet she does not turn her head, instead holding her breath for a moment as she prepares for whoever it might be that wishes to speak with her. Ankh wants to be graceful, which she was, and beautiful, which she was, but she wanted others to think so about her as well. It was a strange desire that burned within her. To have eyes look upon her in adoration and maybe even a sense of envy, striving to be just like her. Perfect and glorious, in her own mind, yet wild and free. It takes much concentration to prance as she does in such a graceful manner because in truth she is still young, still growing into her body, and at the moment she is more leg than anything.

When Aldonza is next to her Ankh turns her head so those pale eyes flash; with the sun beaming down on them they look icy blue like her mothers but in the shadows they sometimes resembled the pale green of her fathers. To be honest she wasn't sure what they were, ever changing and ever fluid. The first thing that came out of Aldonza's mouth has Ankh's mouth twitching in pleasure, her tail rising up even more and her chest puffing out as her prance turns more natural beneath the compliment. "Thank you!" She says in a chirpy manner, quite thrilled that she had gotten the appropriate response to her actions.

Aldonza, she says. "I'm Ankh." She had not seen this girl here the last time nor had she been among the group at the storytelling led by Sorcha but this was a big pack. No, scratch that, a HUGE pack. So many scents, so many bodies, it was a wonder that they kept themselves fed. Taviora was a pretty big pack too, she thought, but she hadn't thus far seen any other packs except the two; well, Asteraia, but she had not been there since the dethroning of Rhae and her subsequent run to make sure Arthfael came with them. Who knew what was going on there now?

"I've been here before and my brother Arthfael lives here as well as my Aunt Ailith. Besides, I heard there are many caverns at the top of those peaks and I wanted to explore." She says boastfully, her prancing coming to a more sedate walk as she eyes the girl curiously, wondering if she knew about such things. "Do you know anything special about this place?"