Perhaps some would say this was compulsive of her, to meet a boy in the woods, to follow his words to join a pack. To follow him in general. But it was her decision, and she could take care of herself after all. So she went to the pack by the sea leaving her temporary nest behind, to trust the one she had learn to be Dieloch. At a steady grace filled pace she moved. Each step brought her closer to her destination until she was there. She had never put much thought into packs, but then again it had never occurred to her that one day she may be in the company of one such as Dieloch. Dieloch had told her of another who also kept his company; not that she minded, to her it was part of being a goddess. From where she was on the border she could feel the chilling breeze coming from across the ocean, and it felt nice enough.

She was both a healer and warrior surely that if need be they could put her to work if that's what it would take to allow her to join, at least until Dieloch succeeds in whatever conquest he has planned. However she felt no need to rush, calmly sitting a few feet outside the border tail neatly wrapped around her paws. It was a nice day anyways, why rush it by calling for someone with the authority to let her join. The golden goddess didn’t really care one way or the other for company; if she had company great, if not that's fine too. Though she only really engages with company as smart as she is, or at very least sensible enough to not do anything too foolish. then again foolish seemed to be the name of the game with 'mortals', or at least that's what some of her brethren may call them.