She laid outside by her den soaking up the minimal sun's warmth, for she knew her favorite season was on the way and though she loved it, she still took advantage of the last few days the sun emitted warmth. She had been a bit lonely since he left, though she had the utmost confidence that Vincent would return to her; and so she was patient, it wasn't like before where she felt the absolute need to change location in order to survive. She wasn't entirely sure where Thranduil or Victor had wondered off to, but she knew Viekas was still in the pack seeking some sort of mentorship she refused to share. Viekas was strange as well as secretive, and she knew Victor had his father worried. But to be honest she had to believe that at least Vincent would come back, if she didn't she well aware that she'd end up worse than before; her abandonment issues from her old pack and parents still had their grip on her, she was sure mental state wouldn't survive if she began to believe that her imprint abandoned her as well.

If it hadn't been for the female's more obvious approach and the fact her tail was wagging, she probably would have bolted right then and there. She instead contented herself with sitting up from her laying position, having to remind herself that she was in the packlands and though she knew no place was truly safe, that fact did bring her a bit of comfort. She had met many wolves in her youth, learned many cultures, and many ways for the spoken word; so it took her but a mere moment to catch on to Ailith's way of speaking. In fact it took her back remembering both faces and names of those who spoke much like the white female before her. "N-n-nice to meet you Ailith. Yes I’m Sp-Sp-Spirit, what do you wish to speak to me about?" She said somehow managing to stammer her why through her sentence, her white tipped ears folded back in a timid manner. Of course her mind had to jump to the worse possibility that she was in some sort of trouble, she ducked her head at thought.