She was on her way home from her training with Nakato. It had been nice, fun even to talk with a female about herbs and teach one another things that they didn’t know. Both of them, Zeltzin though, came out of it with something and perhaps Zeltzin even though maybe she could bud a friendship with the wolfess whom she had met. However, now she was home, with a little bag of goodies from the fields too. She left in her wake a trail of prints in the freshly fallen snow. It was much thinner here because of all the trees than it had been in Asteraia but it was sort of nice to move so easily again. Zeltzin rounded the trees and headed towards the borders, she was still in the outlying forest of Taviora, but she could smell her family’s scent wafting her way. She missed Asteraia, but without Lucero Taviora was once again her firm home because of what had happened. They weren’t going to stay in the forest, but Zeltzin wasn’t sure she would ever bring herself to leave now that her mother had passed.

However Zeltzin spots prints going along with hers that distracts her from further musing. They were bigger than her own, but it didn’t really mean too much as she followed them down the same path she was going. The scent was familiar but not in two regards. One brought upon Zeltzin some childhood memories of scents floating along the pack of a wolfess named Banshee that was the first Dream Catcher then something on Nakato? Zeltzin shook her head no, that didn’t make any sense did it? Well she only had one way to find out who the stranger was and that was to meet them.

The younger wolfess came into view shortly after their prints began to align, sitting on the border and looking in a bit worried and confused. There was no doubting it really, there was something similar that was lightly dusting her coat sorta like Nakato’s. She hadn’t thought anything of it at the time assuming it was just another pack wolf on her but now she knew it wasn’t if it also was on this girl whose scent detonated loner to the wolfess. ”Hello there, Miss, can I help you?” The shorter wolfess asked, setting down her pelt filled with herbs and looking over the white and brown marked girl. ”Oh! I know you, you are the old Dream Catcher’s, Banshee’s daughter aren’t you? I am sorry I don’t remember your name, it was a long time ago I think when I last saw any of your family.” the last part was spoken a little more softly but Zeltzin wondered if the wolf was coming home then. Hopefully it wasn’t because she as looking for her family because… well, Zeltzin hadn’t seen any of them in years. But she would help if she could.