Mara Sov knew she would venture out soon but the invitation that had lingered in the air had appealed to her even if it was really for those within their second year she couldn’t resist going to observe how some festivities took place in light of her own desire for a more formal affair. So she set off to heed the call with the hopes, perhaps no one would truly mind her presence there. It was a difficult decision to go without Warpaint by her side and perhaps that was what caused such resistance in her steps. She wasn’t aware of what she could be walking into but how much trouble could other youths cause? Pushing aside overwhelming thoughts and cautions she moved in a softer more relaxed gait keeping her head level curious for what all she might find within the mountain packs territory.

Reaching the place the gathering was most likely beginning she was a bit stunned, perhaps she was rather early. Regretting, almost, not waiting until the children of the forest had left. Using more reserved steps the idea of retreating back home growing distasteful she lifted her dial slightly for her own encouragement as she looked over the two larger and eldest youths. A small twinge of humor was glimmering in her sunny gaze. One of dark and one of light at least pelt wise. The thought twisted her mind to her own mother and father very briefly but soon left the thought in the past. What was important in these moments that she make herself respectable and pleasant company to be around.

She offered a small dip of her muzzle, a greeting that she had grown accustomed to providing. Her gaze roamed to the river but she persisted, moving only a few lengths away from the pair. Looking at them both thoughtfully she offered a soft wave of her tail but largely felt it best she be the silent observer not speaking with out being spoken to. Mara couldn’t help but wonder if not offering a verbal greeting was offensive, her tones were soft as she lifted her gaze; “Good day to you both, forgive my intrusion but I simply could not resist seeing your festivities.” It was a difficult task for Mara not to be perhaps a bit aloof, all the same, she simply did her best.