It couldn’t be helped. Formality had been something pounded in her head by her parents since she was a cub. It was second nature to her now and she did it sometimes without realizing. When he said she didn’t need to call him “sir” she was about to apologize but saw his kind smile and felt her heart beat in her chest. It really was a handsome smile. She offered a small giggle and moved to the stream where she drank deeply from the cold waters. When her thirst had been quenched, she returned her attention to the stranger, her bi-colored eyes watching him with interest.

He introduced himself and she felt her blood turn to ice. He was from Iromar?! The last she had heard about the swamp pack was that it had been run by demons who were practically at war with her parent’s old pack. Was that still the case all these years later? The pain of her parent’s death was slowly starting to fade, but she had grown up with the prejudice that Iblis had forced on her. He told her stories of how Andras and Lillith had captured them and forced Rhae to give birth to herself and Cae while captive in Iromar. The place still gave her the creeps, but the wolf before her now seemed nothing like those monsters from her father’s stories. With some effort, she pushed the thoughts from her mind and choose to ignore what had been ingrained in her from birth. Gaia was a new wolf and with that came new beginnings.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Malum. My name is Gaia. I do not have a home yet, though I used to hail from Spirane before I left Moladion for a number of years. Now I wander alone, trying to find my place.” she smiled again and moved to sit closer to him. He looked like a capable wolf and about the same age as herself. There was an attraction growing within her chest and she felt a desire to get to know this wolf more. “Tell me, what brings you here? This is a long way from Iromar.”
Seven - Loves none – Fated for Zaphkiel - Homeless
Eldest daughter of Iblis & Rhae