Okay so I just gotta get wolves to come to Iromar...It shouldn't be too bad, right? Iromar is a nice enough place. It has water and stuff. That is cool. And uh...the view is nice. I...I can sell this. I got this. I trot forward on white paws from my home of Iromar. I think Mother would be proud of me going for a rank among the pack. She used to be up there with this guy name Andras, a guy if the Demons. It is a thing that I don't know too much about but it just sounds so COOL. I can only hope to be as cool as my mother. I sigh slightly since I have not seen her for a while...but uh, I didn't find her dead, so there is still a chance, right?

Well, my mind is all over the place in some regard, but it does not mean that I am not keen on my mission. I may be young, but that does not mean I am not capable. My features were district with my black mask and white mo-hawk. I go to the crags this day. I...don't know why I choose it, I just choose it. I gotta look somewhere. I jump wildly from rock to rock...having a bit too much fun with tongue hanging from my mouth. I sometimes lose my balance, but I always regain it before I fall. I am still growing into my body. These things take time, but I will be awesome soon enough.

My eyes of green and lined in the middle with blue catch sight of a wolf leaving a den as I balance upon a particularly small rock. I found it to be an interesting challenge, but I was here to bring someone back to Iromar. I hold my head up as my paws wobble as I balance.

"Hey!"" I call out, looking down for a good place to jump and land. "Hey there," I say once more, now jumping down the short distance from the rock...slipping slightly and falling on my chest. I immediately get up though, no time to waste, mouthing 'ow' as I trot on over towards the wolf I can tell is full grown and older than I am.

"Hi there, I am Azariah, you look like a traveler, do you travel? Why don't you make a stop by Iromar?" I say with a growing grin of a young kid. My trail wags slightly as it lifts, ears pricked forward in a happy anticipation for an answer. I do not realize how forward I am, but I have always been a forward type of girl. I take a look at his features, and really I have not seen a wolf quite like him before. My eyes blink for a moment as I observe his markings.

"Dude, your face is so RAD," I say suddenly, tail wagging harder now with tongue still dangling out of my mouth.