She had been in a good mood lately, wandering off and away from her home lands of Tortuga to explore the other lands of Alacratia that were still new to the girl. Today her explorations would lead her to the Kamui Delta, her curiosity peaking once she would step onto the zig zag patterns of the lakes that would break off into the ocean. It was a huge place, perfect for her wandering curiosity and exploration day. The russet red and brown woman would lay down at one of the smaller lakes, looking into the transparent water and poking it with her paw, the image of herself becoming hazy with small ripples.

Anthem Destruction rarely wandered from home, but when he did, it was not far. The sea was close to home, and he found solace in the repetition of waves and the stinging scent of salt in the air. His paws would carry him aimlessly from home and toward the ocean, following the river that led to the shore. His heart was light today, and he felt happy as his made his journey from familiar territory. A smile painted his gentle features as he followed a single stream that let out into the sea. Yellow eyes followed the gentle water, his tail wagging as he went, placing one paw carefully in front of the other. The scent of another was strong in the air, and it was with little abandon that he follows it, coming to find a girl sitting by the water. Though he remained a safe distance away, he found himself smiling at her, letting out a bark to alert her of his presence.

She would continue watching the waves in peace, spinning her head around when she heard a small bark behind her. It was a white male with light browns and greys complimenting his body. Ebony lips would flash a smile at him, sapphire blue eyes looking at his golden brown ones. "Hey stranger, I'm Misha Elaine Cae of the Tortuga pack, and you are?" She would ask in a soft, melodic chord, a small smile still on her lips. She was in a friendly mood, and she was enjoying his company so far. A friend she could make out of this one, a friend indeed.

Though he was not the brightest of wolves, it was not always difficult to tell a harmless wolf from a dangerous one. This girl had a relaxed aura about her and Anthem found any tension that had built in his muscles slowly fading. The man's smile would grow, lighting up his gentle features as he gazed at her. She was looking in the water -- he wondered why. Perhaps she was trying to fish? Or watching her reflection? Maybe she just liked looking at the ripples of the waves. Either way, her attention had turned to him and quickly she begin to speak. He was slow to answer, his voice coming carefully after her own inquiries. "Anthem Destruction. Home is Ludicael." The brute spoke carefully, articulating his words with surprising care for such a simple conversation. "Misha," he repeated her name happily, learning it and wanting to remember it.

Misha would smile at the male, noticing that he spoke slowly, but she wouldn't say anything about it, being polite. "How is your pack, Ludicael? Do they treat you with respect there?" She would question him, knowing something was wrong from his slow words and the way he answered her. Misha would place herself next to the male, smiling politely as she watched him. He peaked her curiousity somehow, and she liked his name.. It was unique. Anthem. She repeated the name, in her mind though, continue to smile at the male as she waited for his response, she perked her ears up at him waiting politely for his words. She really did hope his pack Ludicael treated him with his respect, for he seemed like a nice male who deserved the respect he gave in being polite.

Anthem crept a few steps closer, relaxing at this girl's gentle presence. His smile grew, a goofy expression that tugged at his lips and made his tail wag furiously behind his slender body. "It's good," he said with a toothy grin in her direction. "Respect?" he asked, his tones inquisitive and light. "Yes. Ludicael is family." Most of them were related, though not all were. Gingerly he would lower himself to his belly beside her. His gaze shifted to the water, dancing over his reflection before following her own with mild amusement. "You have home? Misha?" His inquiry was genuine, and he tilted his head to the side as his dandelion gaze returned to her face to watch her speak.