Her white fur didn't blend well with the rocks but she didn't really care. She had been tirelessly collecting herbs and she was done for the day. She figured that she deserved the break but didn't feel like making her way to the lake to cool down in the water like she had previously when she had been caught slacking off by Raisa. The lack of punishment for not working surprised her. She didn't see Raisa as a cruel ruler, she was far from, but she had expected a scolding at the very least. They were a new pack and so there was a lot to be done.
Elsa pondered why she happened to be [in her opinion as she had not met the new Sola] the only Sola in the entire pack. Why was this? Was it because of the general lack of knowledge? Did others not see themselves good with herbs despite the skills they probably had but did not know about? Elsa just sat there with profound, intense thoughts inside her head.
Kaliska was scratching her back against a boulder sending tufts of fur into the air. Her winter coat had finished shedding some time ago but there were still a few spots that had hung on in the cooler temperatures of spring. Ahhhh? much better. Finally satisfied she turned and started licking eagerly at her coat, teeth clicking as they sifted through fur in an attempt to remove any lingering knots.
Finally finished, the femme was on her way. She was settling well into Ebony and enjoyed the pack atmosphere though she was wondering if she should call the knights together for training. At the moment they didn't have any masters and she was getting restless again. Kaliska was anxious to know how her pack mates stacked up and if their skills were on par with hers or even past them. She didn't want to be the weakest link in Ebony and even if she was it meant it was time to train.
On her travels she noticed a white wolf whom she recognized as the Sola. But the name escaped her. Trotting up to the other she called out. "Hey there! You're the Sola right? I'm Kaliska Kaltharsis, a Knight. Whatcha up to?"
