She descended from her mountain home towards the riverside, her long limbs carrying her easily across the terrain. The girl loved her mountain home, but there was a part of her, a big part, that desired adventure elsewhere. It was hard for her to believe that she was almost a yearling now, just beginning to grow into her willowy body and fiery personality. Samus was, admittedly, a little nervous being outside of the pack but it was a necessary step. She was no longer quite the defenseless pup she had been when she was attacked, and while a fighter by no means, she was at least a little faster and a little scrappier than she had been.

The wounds on her neck had healed, leaving scars in their wake as she had hoped for- a cool story to tell. They were hardly noticeable unless one looked for them, but Samus was proud of them all the same. She hoped that Nymeria was doing okay, to her chagrin she hadn't seen the princess since that day. But that was a distant memory by now.

Frost-covered grass tickled her delicate paws as she traipsed down the riverside, her ears perked and alert, brown and blue-grey eyes striking against her lopsided white mask. It was Samus' first excursion outside of Spirane, and she had chosen to do it alone, without her brother or sister to keep her company. She could only hope that out here she would meet someone kinder than the wolf that had attacked her. Perhaps it would be a bit easier to run away now, but it would certainly turn her off from leaving pack lands again. And for a girl who thrived on adventure and new experiences, that would be quite detrimental.

Samus looked around and it was quite obvious that she was a young girl out on her own for the first time. She looked a little lost, even, not quite sure where to go. Perhaps she should just settle for exploring the riverside, with the mountains at her back.