Zisa wasn't sure how she felt at the moment; she missed her uncle, but she missed her brothers and mother more. And, yes, in a way she did miss Mingan. Her friend was a good one, giving her advice and calming her down when she was worried about Freyr. As she walked along, she would notice the scent of another wolf, although it didn't seem to be as familiar as her family's scents. Either way, the small female would move closer, purple eyes wide as she got closer to the other wolf. The wolf was much larger than her, and Zisa had not seen such markings as this female. Hesitantly, paws carried her closer to the larger female, wincing as something crackled underneath her paws, making a noise that was louder than Zisa would have expected. A soft sigh came from the multicolored female as she sat down next to the female, but not that close. After all, Zisa wouldn't really stand a chance if the female attacked.
"You......" Any words were lost as Zisa hesitated. She wasn't usually so quiet, but it seemed she had a lot on her mind.