The fem had been roaming from home more often and for longer periods than was common perhaps. It was not that Menkhet did not feel love for her home or pack but that she had the gnawing frustrations that forced her to roam and the curious nature that needed to be filled. Either way, the mischief-maker found purpose and sharpened her arsenal. The dark woman would certainly be an impactful wolf and would see her mother and father proud. Even the darkness that swirled around her was a comfort more than a cause for caution. It caused her to feel as though electricity ran from the tips of her ears to her tail.

Thoughts of Mochi to Nyteshade lingered in her mind even those of the Sea King and to her family. Her mind hummed and her chest rumbled softly to match. Her limbs had been aimlessly carrying her wondering ever so slightly where she should roam next or even places to revisit. Then a figure caught her eyes as she began designing the crags with caution as quietly as the fem could manage. Something seemed to draw the dark fem closer to the woman. For now, Menkhet was content to taking her time whilst keeping her eyes on the strange wolf.

When the voice rang out from the stranger Menkhet rolled her shoulders and lifted her head. It was quiet and there seemed to be few wolves lingering around at least the woman felt was of greatest concern. “What might you be doing O’ traveler mine?” Menkhet chimed softly if not curiously. Her voice almost honey-sweet in an attempted to lure the woman into a sense of comfort. Her large limbs carried her closer to the woman attempting to close the distance and cut her off from a route of escape. The fem was curious about the woman, something about her felt off. However, the fem was unsure if that was a good or bad thing.

Menkhet wasn’t even sure if it was a true thing this feeling, At least it could keep her entertained for a moment or two. A beautiful fem, how lovely would her scream be? For now, the girl did not feel so eager to test this. The air around the fem felt full of life and energy a deep gnawing consumed her causing eager eyes to wonder the woman before her. “Would you say there is something about you, O traveler mine?” The girl questioned with a light airy tone clearly curious if not somewhat enamored.