Skyfire was not left waiting out in the wet and cold for too long. In an instant she stopped her whirl-wind dancing, almost toppling over in the process. Her heart skipped a beat when someone returned her calls. Like a ghost, or an angel, his grey form emerged from the rain and mountain mists. There was no mistaking his friendly demeanor but Skyfire lowered her tail out of respect. He didn't carry himself like an alpha, in fact, he couldn't have been much older than the painted girl. But Skyfire had been brought up to be respectful. She lowered her tail further, tucking it submissively between her hind legs. The butterflies of both excitement and nerves bubbled and boiled in the pit of her stomach. Sodden tail lashed back in forth, her excitement almost uncontainable. Quickly she sat on her tail, pinning it against the hard ground with her rump. But even that wasn't enough and now she just looked like she was doing a weird potty dance.

The boy introduces himself and Skyfire opens her mouth to respond. But her mouth goes dry and no words fall from her lips. How embarrassing! She had never been speechless before. He then made a remark about her scent. Blue eyes grew wide in shock. "Do I?" The question exploded from her, perhaps a little louder than necessary. Within a moment she was on her paws with her nose thrust into her armpit. She only had to sniff once to make her own assessment. "I guess I kinda do," she confirmed returning her attention back towards him with a sheepish grin across her painted face.

Her mouth gawped open in astonishment when he offered her food. At least she assumed that's what he meant when he asked if she was hungry. Prey was so scarce back in her old home that no one would offer to share it with you unless you did something for them first. "I'm starving!" She confessed. Trotting over to the boys side she looked at him expectantly. "I'm Skyfire," she grinned, she always thought her name sounded pretty cool. Thanks to Machaira for choosing such a good name. "I've been walking for days and days," she explained enthusiastically, "I come from another valley to the north. My grandmother told me to come here. She was been born her but ... " Her voice grew more solemn and she slowly turned her head back the way she came. She almost expected to see the ancient wolfess shambling along the path behind her. But she was gone ... She was gone forever. And another dagger of grief pierced Skyfire's heart. She turned her blue eyes, now full of sorrow, and exhaustion from her journey, back to meet Eldrax's. "She's dead now." She whispers like she still couldn't believe what she was saying.