Masque once again found herself with her nose pressed into the mysterious holes of the Crags. Every time she visited this place she found something new and interesting to explore, much to her mother’s continued distress. More importantly, Masque tended to various various someones that were new and interesting! Be they canine or creature of mystery, there was always a tale of adventure that she would return to her mother with, her mouth running a mile a minute and her tail wagging so fast she would be levitating off the ground. It was her task and duty to collect these stories and follow the trails of adventure until at last all the magic of the world had been witness and explored! Which would most likely be never.

Dust in one of her sniffs as the tiny fairies defended their home against the giant curious stranger! Masque jumped away sneezing and scratching at her scarred face to ease the onslaught. Hey! she called into the crack. I just wanna be friends! Creamy tan paws dug at the crack, trying to get into the mystery behind. Very little time passed before she lost interest and went scampering away to follow her nose to whatever it might lead her to next. Nonchalant and innocent to the world, Masque all but skipped along the shallow streams of the crags. Banner wagged at the small waterfalls that would soon freeze in the winter, but still flowed happily in the lingering warmth. She continued her journey. Lilac eyes landed on the white warrior, alight with the slowly setting sun. Her grin was brilliant and she dashed forward, propelled through the air by her spinning tail. Hello! My name is Masque! No other introduction necessary, she leapt forward again, aiming for the tips of her toes with her own. You’re it! If she had the chance, she added a jump to his face, aiming a lick on his cheek before zooming away again! Out of reach and behind the nearest moss covered rock she could see.