Her tail wagged lightly as the other wolf seemed to brighten a bit at the sight of her. Moonstone was happy for that! She wasn’t sure what she did but so long as the other wolf looked happy she was happy! Her little russet feet dance in the snow lightly making more little excitable crunching noises all the while. Moonstone stopped only when the older girl talked, just to be polite and not be noisy when she did so. Her head tilted slightly to the side when she gave her name and tried to explain what she was feeling. Where she was from and everything else she was trying to explain regarding her emotions. She wasn’t sure if the other wolf was sad or not still that look looked pretty sad to the girl but if she said she wasn’t Moonstone believed her and instead on focused on what information she was given.

”Oh! So Vaya you aren’t from Moladion? That’s so amazing! My whole family, up until my great great grandparents are from here. I never met a wolf from the outterlands of Moladion either. Oh except Dad I guess he’s from the outter lands, I forget cause he doesn’t smell funny.” She said proudly smiling brightly all the while not really noticing that maybe she might have insulted the girl by saying she smells odd. ”Was Elsewhere nice? Is it like here?” The girl couldn’t stop her curiosity from flowing. She was still a child through and through even if she had big paw prints to follow even her grandmother started out small and childish.

”I am happy to meet you, Vaya, I never met a loner before either. I hope all the ones I ever meet are as nice as you. Though I hope your thoughts were good thoughts, I don’t want you to be sad, thinking about the past can be upsetting, I think about how my mom never got to know Grandma and it makes me sad sometimes,” She says frowning slightly, but then I just look up at the stars and then I feel better! she says her little tail waving still. Honestly she was still full of all that childish innocence. Sure between her siblings she was probably the most mature with others she was still very widely naïve to everything. Not that it was surprising with even her parents being rather childish on a regular basis.

She always was told to talk about how she feels, and perhaps that was what already set them apart. She wasn’t to bottle things up if she didn’t have too but to talk them out with someone, anyone. Even birds her Uncle Taliesin had said, so it was odd to encounter someone who didn’t know how to really talk about them. Different paths of life made for very different creatures and someday the girl would learn that too.