Walk | Talk | Think It was official. Her family was in a pack again, trading one western home for another. Vaishya's memories of Valhalla were still limited to those that she recalled from the space surrounding their den, the roomy interior that she and her siblings had romped about it and then the immediate world outside where her mother finally allowed them enough freedom to begin exploring. It was such a minimal memory compared to everything that she remembered after. Moving, living in the Estuary, the frantic race her mother and brother had made to get back here, and then awaiting the verdict on their request to join the Olympus pack. Perhaps it was the fear that had shadowed her every step during that journey, but she could hardly recall any specific details about the previous pack she had lived within. Everything was shrouded by the details of her family's flight for safety. But here they were supposedly safe. Here in Olympus they were supposedly given their second chance at starting over and moving on. The deep grey girl was not entirely sure how she felt about it, how she felt about this pack and her place in it, but neither could she bring herself to mention any of the thoughts that had been ghosting around her mind. The conversation she had had with the grey-eyed male Aurelio had stuck with her long after their meeting had ended, and even now those same restless urges tugged at her paws as if trying to coax her into action. The freedom that he possessed being unclaimed, without ties to anyone, were so tempting to the growing pup, her mind eager for everything the world had to offer. Guilt prevented her thoughts from ever getting too far, however, what with her mother being so overprotective and knowing she was still so young. Soon her birthday would arrive, however, and with it she hoped would come the last of the arguments she would make against her mother to see about seeking some of that freedom out for herself. For now, however, she was an Olympus wolf, a devoted daughter to her mother, and a quiet, wide-eyed observer to the goings on around her. Her blue-gold gaze stared out across the afternoon plains, the beginning colors of the sunset alighting everything in shades of yellow and orange. It was quite lovely, especially with the view unhindered by any trees or shrubs that might have taken away from the flat, grassy plane of the horizon. Vaishya stared at the changing colors of the grasses, the sky, as she took up a crouched position beside the river that cut through the territory, wondering briefly to herself how different her life would be once she could go wherever she wanted, once she was free to see this sunset from many different lands.

It had pretty much became a daily routine for the growing Olympus boy, leaving the family den early in the morning and walking around the claimed territory. Sometimes he would sit and watch the animals go by, watching how they interacted with each other and when they found themselves alone. It was interesting, it was in a way similar to how wolves in the pack interacted while also being different in their own way. Was everything, in some way, connected like this? Those few similarities within the large pool of differences. One day, he would find out, it would become a goal for the boy. On this particular day, while the sun was beginning to set, the boy's orange gaze had spotted something out of place just ahead of him. In the sea of reds, oranges, pinks and green, the boy saw a figure beside the stream, almost blue with darker markings on their back. A young wolf like him, one of the new members that had appeared at the meeting his mother and father had called sometime ago. He hadn't actually talked or played with this individual, didn't even know what her name was. Should he know that? They were in the same pack after all. With a deep breath he moved on, steps casual and steady, not in a rush yet also not hanging back. Dark lips curled in a friendly smile, the distance between the two growing smaller with each step. Just a few yards behind the girl, keeping his right side towards the stream, the boy barked, low and friendly, announcing his presence so that she wasn't cut off guard. Paws carried him forward before stopping Hercules just four feet away, head tilting to the side briefly before righting itself. "Hi there, I'm Hercules!" He greeted in a warm tone. "Speech"

Walk | Talk | Think The prettiness of her surroundings continued to hold her gaze while her thoughts continued to distract her from truly seeing what was before her, her inattention even going so far as to dull her sense of hearing as well. There was only the constant babble of the water as it rolled along its well-worn path, so gentle and soothing that it was practically inaudible but it did its part to help mask the approach of the younger pup who came forward to greet the deep grey girl who remained lost amid her own thoughts. It was that strange feeling you get across the back of your neck when someone is staring at you that finally alerted her to the fact there was someone near, and sensing those orange eyes of the youth on her Vaishya slowly shifted her gaze and then turned her head to regard the boy with a blank, wide-eyed stare. His friendly greeting went unanswered at first as surprise seemed to take hold of the girl unexpectedly. She did not know who this boy was, was still far too new t Olympus to recognize him by appearance alone. Whose son was he? Not wanting to appear entirely rude - she wanted to help her mother make a good impression on these wolves for the long run - she pushed herself upright and sat where once she had crouched, eying the boy with a openly curious stare. "Hi," she answered, her tone a bit unsure though not at all unfriendly. At least he seemed like the agreeable sort. She hoped that would help her get a conversation going. "You're one of the Olympus kids, aren't you?" She could not identify who exactly his parents were, but his peculiar name seemed to fit in with those that she had heard so far. She only hoped after the fact he understood that she meant one of the blood relatives and not simply a fellow pack member, though he was that too.