She wasn’t like but was like the taller female that was now before her. Her lineage always seemed to have been with a pack. Her father loyally served as an advisor for the packs he lived in and loyal to the alphas until they passed, or well.. His own age and passing. She heard the stories of how he was a young pup, younger than her even, and served under an alpha of Glorall named Weylin. Then of course he served Daenerys for a very long time. Her mother was much the same, she had been a pack wolf most of her life that Nikki was aware. Her spirit wanted to wander, but now with the sudden disappearance of her friend she felt for the first time a little scared of the unknown wild that had embraced her for so long. Now she thought she needed to go back, for safety. She always had been a good mix of both her parents. She wasn’t so stuck in facts and more apathetic like her father, but she was very intelligent like him, she ran the numbers before, and always she felt like she would make it and now, she felt like things were changing.

Maybe it was the calls of packs snarling at one another. One would think she would want to stay out of it, loners would be safer right? It wasn’t entirely true, it really did depend on the packs, but thus far the calls of her home had been quiet, perhaps her knowledge of the free lands and loners would help her home stay safe, and thus her family that mostly still lived there. She knew the last thing her aging mother needed was a pack pounding on the mountain’s doors wishing for a fight. Thinking that it didn’t involve them, that maybe other packs wouldn’t try to recruit them or steal them to try to was naive as well. Loners were stolen far more often than pack wolves. Panik wasn’t about to be drafted.

She nodded though as the female said they were always nicer nowadays. Panik had to agree, and she only hoped that Coriander didn’t get ‘rearranged’ by a bear as her new acquaintance described. ”Taviora, I never been there myself, but I hear it’s nice, but I bet you don’t remember much anymore, huh? I only remember bits and pieces of my time in Spirane when I was a girl. I started wandering around on my own pretty young.” She said with a little grin, she probably looked a bit like an imp with her pure black eyes, gazing upwards at the much taller wolfess.

”I’m Panik! It’s nice to meet you Guinevere. Not too often I see other loners anymore. Last one I ran into and was around… well he sorta just.. disappeared.” She admitted sadly. It seemed the loner, wandering, lifestyle might had been coming to an end, perhaps it was just the beasts the roamed the night that did that though. ”I guess the bears and cougars are getting a lot to handle for those like us.” she mused with a sad sigh.