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"There is no one who loves pain itself, who seeks after it and wants to have it, simply because it is pain..."

She decided she needed some time outside of Iromar. She'd been spending all her time within its borders, cleaning up after the last alpha left it in turmoil. She'd cleaned out the bones and re-marked the borders. She'd gotten to know a lot of the pack members and hopefully she'd be seeing more activity soon. She still planned on a pack hunt soon but with the Fall Festival going on, she didn't want to take away from that. They wanted all the packs included and she'd even made an appearance at the feast so she didn't come off as the new mysterious alpha of Iromar. But she was looking forward to doing something together with her pack. It was still weird to be thinking like that. Before, she was always the loyal follower, the warrior, the trainer of the young fighters. Now, look at her. Only took thirteen years or so. She had always had ambition but had never really pictured herself in an authority role.

She never wanted power and didn't ask for it. Sure, she was the lead warrior under Aithne's charge but that was because she loved to spar and improve her skills against others. She also loved to train others and watch them improve. It made her feel accomplished at the end of the day. But when she came back to Moladian only to find her home pack had turned into a group of savages who kidnapped pups and kept them as hostages, she felt moved to do something. It was like a sign to find out the alpha had all but disappeared from the land and the pack was growing stale with activity. So when the claim call went up, she stepped forward in challenge, telling any who stepped forward to be ready to fight for it. Fighting was what she lived for. It was all she knew. She was actually disappointed that no one came to answer her challenge. It would have been a good welcome back into Moladian.

At least she was getting to spar with Arkane in the meantime. It was just like old times, back when he was her pupil and she, his teacher. But she needed more. She was restless with cleaning up the pack lands and socializing. She headed over the borders, glancing back only once before she headed north toward the riverside. The swamplands started hardening out as the water turned to river banks. It was then that a new scent found her nostrils and her ears pricked. Her tail lifted a little, unsure of how to react just yet until she was able to survey the situation a little more. She slowed to a walk as she came through the trees, only to see a dark figure standing by the river, his hackles already rising at the promise of company. Her own ears flicked at the idea of hostility though she didn't hestiate to continue approaching. She only stopped one she got a few feet away, giving him enough space so as not to suffocate him.

"No need for the theatrics. I promise I won't bite...hard." Her lips twitched with humor, orange eyes twinkling with mischief as she dipped her head in greeting, tail giving a lazy wave. "I'm Avery."