It'd been a little since I had met with father. I'd asked if I could stay, just to see if I could find myself comfortable within the borders here. It was hard to tell if I'd fit in with the pack or not, and I wasn't about ready to commit to a pack when I was unsure about so much in my life. He'd gone off for something, what, I had no idea, so I went wandering. I wanted to get to know this seaside packland more. I'd been here when I was younger. I didn't remember much here, and I wanted to get to know it more. I started my day off by the shore again, wandering the sandy beach, letting the granules cling to the edges of my coat. The summer heat had finally ebbed, just barely, as the sun had sunk low in the sky.

I moved from the shore, heading inland, my steps light and agile as I wandered the lands. I stopped, letting my golden eyes take in the sights that surrounded me. The sun was settling and it was making my tawny, white and umber coat a little brighter. That was one thing that made it to where I didn't look like father, I had no colors of his, other than the white. But then I could debate that my mother gave me the white. I shook my head, ridding myself of the idea of her. She'd been gone for far too long, and I wasn't going to begin thinking of her now.

The idea of living here was new, strange, and something I was still on the edge with. I didn't want to make myself comfortable, to only find myself without a home at the end of the day. I needed somewhere I could feel welcome, and while the little girl that was burrowed deep in my soul felt at ease, because I was near Father, the hardened, 'tough' girl, wasn't so sure if she was welcome in the shore pack. I found myself shuffling around the area, my senses acclimating to the new sounds, scents, and tastes upon the air.

It was then that the shift in the air hit me. Something was here. It wasn't just any other wolf, that I could tell right off the bat. The voices that I had never heard before spoke up, muttering and mumbling along the lines of fate and imprint, and I felt so damned confused. When the growl rippled through the air, I turned, my lithe physique moved softly. My eyes took in the grey/silver form before me that was growling. He was bigger than I was, that was for certain, but why he was growling at me was confusing.

I didn't speak though, but somewhere in the back of my mind I knew this was the Provenance of something big. What? I had no freaking idea.