The golden she-wolf had found that this land was putting at her ease, though quite a bit of time has come to pass, it felt like only yesterday did she come to this land in searching for the others. Though she had still as of yet any clue of where they may lie, she was anything but discouraged. Even without them this land had drew her in like an enchanting spell that had yet to wear off. She could be a stubborn goddess like that; she liked it here so even if the others had left, she'd continue stay.

She had barely cracked open her starry eyes from sleep, only to find the sky was still very much akin to them and that she couldn't close them again. The goddess had awoken halfway through the night, an oddity to be noted for sure. Perhaps it was the upcoming winter to be blamed for her restlessness, either way should this sleeplessness become a problem she decided to seek out some of the more common widespread herbs that could help; or perhaps a companion would ease it as well. Stretching, she yawns, and leaves behind the nest of flattened grass that had been her bed for the night. Ever since she was young she has had an affinity for knowing herbs and their uses, finding some to help with sleep shouldn't be too hard, at least not for her. She shook any debris from her coat before beginning her search.

Her search for an herb to aid her dreams in war with her waking mind had brought her to a heavily wooded area just as the sun began peeking over the mountains dispelling night's charm on the land. Her tan tipped ears flicked at the call of another close by, sending her pupiless of pale violet and blue searching her surroundings. She finds herself staring at a rather handsome wolf of multiple shades of grey. It seemed like he had yet to see her, but still she approaches. She leisurely drifts towards him with the practiced grace of a goddess, she hadn't met many in this land and she was curious to see what this one would be like. Stopping short a couple feet respecting his space, "Greetings, I’m Hecate, the goddess Hecate. And you are?" She said. She’d measure his reaction, not like she expected to be bowed to, no but in her travels she had learned not all wolves know of or believe in gods. She respected others beliefs but expect the same in return, so how would this stranger react.