It was mid morning as the dark woman made her way past the boundaries of Glorall and headed east toward the softly rolling hills of Asteraia. It was a place she had seen before from between the trees of the Enocra Forest where she often hunted or watched the intriguing birds, but she had never set a paw inside of it until today. She had made a point to leave when the sun was climbing high into the winter sky, no one would be able to accuse her of sneaking around, despite the fact that she knew full well she could have crossed these boarders without anyone ever knowing. The ‘talk’ she and Eden had shared was enlightening and while it had illuminated quite a bit of their future she had made it clear that she would see Arturio again.
The air was crisp as it bit against her shorter fur especially as she stepped into the open plains with no trees to break it. It wasn’t hard for the slender woman to find him, even if was possible to obscure the large white brute amidst such a landscape there was no hiding him from her. She approached slowly at the same steady pace with which she had crossed half of Moladion and with an air that said she knew she would be welcome. She had not expected him to go and claim a throne for himself, had not see then hungry look in his eye that so often accompanied those who wished to rise to a seat of power. He had seemed all to clean and pure for it all with none of the cunning or secrets that she often knew alphas to require.
Still it might be interesting to see what plans he had in mind for this place as she padded up beside him, settling her delicate figure to sit next to him as her brilliant sapphire eyes gazed out over the landscape different yet not so unfamiliar to the one where she called home. She would let him speak first, perfectly content to go on sitting here in silence until she would return to Glorall. She was never one to have the first word after all.Nullam in massa mauris. Donec at sem non lectus luctus consectetur id ac mi. Duis eu mollis nisi, quis pharetra massa.