Walk | Talk  | Think   She had run off on her own away from the mountain that her family had been living on in search of something new. It was not like she exactly needed anything particularly new to keep her busy; there was still plenty of mountain left to explore if she wanted to, but the fact of the matter was she had no interest in it anymore. The winds that had buffeted against the high peaks had calmed and stilled almost to the point of nonexistence, leaving things quiet and...well, boring. Gale had been attracted to those winds that used to whisper loudly through there, had enjoyed listening to their roar and feel their power against her lavender-touched body. But without them there she felt herself growing restless, discontented, and curious about what else was around the mountain. Her travels brought her further east, which meant closer to the sea. Water was in no way her element - that was Locha's paws down - but there was something to be said for the winds that rolled in swift and strong off of the ocean. The smell might have been not to her liking, but it was a small price to pay for finding a place that made her feel happy, made her feel alive again. What she found was another cliff. It amused her that often her favorite places were cliffs, tall, daunting places that rarely kept visitors long but always managed to have the wind keep it company. Gale was drawn to it, climbing until she reached the flower covered peak. Stopping there, knee-deep in the colorful blooms, Gale grinned. Not only could she feel the wind against her body, tugging and winding through her wispy grey and lavender fur, but she could hear it hit the cliff, could see its rippling effects as it moved the flowers about and made them dance. This...this was perfect. Still grinning, Gale closed her pale, grey-green eyes and breathed in deeply as the feel and sound of the winds surrounded her, finding the scent of the air to even be tolerable with the power of her element on display.

{Sorry in advance for Hemera insulting Gale. She hasn't found her family, and she's a grump.}

Hemera hadn't seen her family in a while, she really hadn't seen any wolves in a while, not since her mother left again. It seemed that all her mother did was leave all the time. And while the multicolored female had missed her while she was a pup, the Olympus was used to never seeing her. But now, deep pangs came from missing her family. And so she called out, speaking in Greek, obviously thinking that there wasn't another wolf around. But she really wasn't calling for just any wolf. She was calling for her quiet brother. "Adelfé, poú eísai? Parakaló na eíste kápou kontá." When she got closer to the edge, wind almost shoving her back, she noticed the lavender and gray female. A female she had never met before. When she got close enough to speak, she did. "Poios eísai esý? Kai giatí na min koitáte tóso paráxeno? Den eíste fysiologikó." Sure, there was a insult hidden in her language, but the other female most likely didn't know what it was. It seemed much easier to talk in Greek than English. It had been a while since she had talked in English, truthfully. She had switched to Greek so her family could respond if they heard her. "Hear Me Talk," 'Read My Thoughts.'

TRANSLATIONS:
1. Brother, where are you? Please be somewhere close.
2. Who are you? And why do you look so strange? You're not normal.