Even she had to take a step away from her beloved forest now and then. Zelda moved with ease over the fields, tan paws quickly carrying her through the Enocra woodland and into Ruieze. There was a lot to do still, but things looked up after Roman’s introduction of his children to the pack. It was a cute thing to do, fun and relaxing just to get the members together for something much more light hearted than dealing with Iromar or the new news she received from Alistair regarding Glorall’s potential involvement in poisoning her uncle and former Guardian, Amoxtli. Today though she just sought to wander the lands of Moladion, during the brightness of day and relax. A howl then caught her attention, causing her to pause in her wandering and turn her auburn and tan face to look towards its source. Curious she took off towards it. It was a call for a gathering, a good time, of that she was certain. She couldn’t stop herself from jogging off in that direction to see what exactly was going on. Never had she been to a gathering out in the free lands. She had heard of them, random groups of wolves calling together just to meet one another and see who was around. She was lucky enough herself to see one for herself now.

Her tail waved lightly as she moved towards the group, teal and brown streaked eyes setting on the, thus far, small gathering and running over each wolf in turn. She started with the female who surely was the source of the call then moved to a mostly black pelted boy who was familiar in scent though she did not personally know who he was and then a heavily brindled male as well. Both were younger than her, but not by much. Zelda paused observing them all at first, hearing them speak their names to one another before she too wandered towards them pausing just on the edge of their little group, a tad bit nervous actually. These groups tended to cause imprinting right? So many wolves in one place, it was bound to happen. She had Balor though, but the link between them she felt sever over their time apart, could she then imprint again? She wondered this but it didn’t make the soft smile on her maw falter as she dipped her head in greeting to the three wolves.

”Hello there, I am Zelda, of Taviora.” she said when the moment came to a pause. ”It’s nice to make all your acquaintances, Mags, Talien, Thor.” She wondered about the boy, Thor, his scent was similar to Alexander’s a sibling perhaps? She didn’t know how many he had save his four littermates, but Natu and Fenrir very well could have had others. They looked a bit similar too, but she would let that go for the time being and be happy to be amongst new faces today.