The mountain air seemed fresher than that of the lowlands. She was certain that if they climbed those vast peaks that she might truly get a breath of new air, the kind that was clean and crisp, not diluted with pollen or scents. A scent of the gods, she thought of it as. Just the idea made her resolve to reach those peaks for Idunn had mentioned to let her stay in Spirane for a time if she desired. It was a thing of Veilia to find a place that consumed her attentions; she wanted very much to find Natu and Warlow yet she was assured in her heart that they were alive and well and why should she not stop to investigate the things of the world in her travels? It helped too that she had found a friendly in this new world and in time, she was assured Idunn would become a very close friend of hers. It all depended, really, on if her sister and brother were here. If not then she would spend a short time before beginning her journey once more, picking up her trail with breadcrumbs of information.

As she lifts one lean paw up to rub her cheek against her vibrant blue eyes spy the approaching gray figure of a male. He is quite likely the brother that Idunn had mentioned and her head tilts to the side to observe him now. She matches his friendly movements with her own, her tail swaying across the grass and a welcoming smile on her face as he presses into the side of Idunn. He is a handsome fellow but then again Idunn is beautiful; no doubt their family was all riddled with beautiful wolves. Veilia remains silent as of this moment to let them both re-acquiant with one another and Idunn is quick to get to the heart of the matter, Veilia's lips twisting in her own soft smile while her tapered maw dips in agreement.

"Hello Sleekwing," she greets him in her dulcet voice, remembering his name from Idunn mentioning him prior. "I have searched for a very long time for them. The last I heard was that a few years back a white wolf followed by a red male made their way south. It has been a long journey and Idunn here says that you may know of them." There is real interest in her eyes now as she gazes at him, her chest seeming to stop moving as she bates her breath in anticipation yet the way one ear curves back is enough to show them that she is prepared for disappointment. How many times would she be told no? How much longer would she had to travel? At one point a travelers feet grew weary and the sight of this land, well, it demanded attention. Her body desired rest and relaxation but she couldn't stay long if they weren't here. Winter would be upon them all soon enough and she had only a few short monthes in which to get traveling done.