Sand pushed between her toes, sinking between her pads.  Her gaze zeroed in on her prizes, small as they were, they satisfied the crisp, empty feeling in the pit of her stomach.  Eggs of shorebirds, their scents hitting her nostrils like the faint air of chocolate to a human.  Although they were not a full meal, the ease of finding them was more or less substantial enough to bring immediate satisfaction.   The birds were few and far between now, slowly elevating themselves into the sky to fly elsewhere.  A chill fell over the evening winds, brushing up against the ivory fae's hocks.  Her long tail held her balance as she slowly walked over the sands, following her own nose, trying to forget her own path and let herself get lost in the moment.  The last few days had passed with a painful, yet familiar ease.  Her life had started new, and although she was nothing short of a simple stranger to these lands, she was finding her own pathways in the South East corridors.  The health of her mind was healing, and she felt her natural self begin to come through, ready to meet those she comes across in her true form. "Speech" Thoughts

Kreft had gone through a couple of weeks worth of resolve, after he had met that woman Limno he had once again started on a period of solitude which he had no clue of when it would end. He might run into her again or go looking who knew but for now he was alone again. He was determined not to feel lonely again but it felt almost as if trying to not be lonely made him want company more. He came upon another wolf eating some eggs, she had a pelt of pure white. Maybe she could keep him company for a while. “Excuse me, miss would you mind having some company for a bit? I haven’t seen somebody else in a while.”

Her heart nearly leapt from her chest at the sudden sound of words from behind her. The voice was male, and immediately she felt herself spin to face him. Silently her paws moved across the sand, digging it to let her rear swing around. Her auds remained on him, and she didn't say anything at first, allowing herself to quiet down before daring a reply. She didn't know what he would do. Maybe he's bait, maybe he's not. After a while she spoke, her lavender gaze still stuck to him like glue, watching and waiting. Her vocals were soft, "...I suppose. I'm not sure what sort of company you're seeking." "Speech" Thoughts

The female he had spoken to suddenly spun around, he guessed he had frightened her. She seemed a bit hesitant to speak, when she did speak it was soft at that. Kreft didn’t completely know the kind of company he was seeking either. He guessed all he was looking for was somebody to talk to more than once at least. Maybe he was just looking for some consistency in his life. “Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t intend to scare you. All I’m really looking for is somebody to talk to, that’s all. My name’s Kreft what’s yours might I ask?” He never really realized it but he was starting to become one for first impressions, he always acted nice these days. That was starting to annoy him, since when had he ever been courteous.