golden oculars stared ahead, surveying the forest as she moved through it at a fast lope. her short legs ate the ground below her, propelling her up and over logs as they crossed her path and skirting here and there to avoid trees, rocks, bushes and other objects as they got in her way. the warm fall sun filtred through the trees dancing among the sinister shadows and flickering across her tawny colored fur. the rays would catch the white hairs, and tan colors reflecting against the abating light. her pace would slow, as she reached a thicker area in the forest, and panting she would slow to a walk, enjoying the cool fall breeze that gently buffeted her pelt, cooling her. with that breeze a new smell danced upon it, and of her own bodies volition she turned, taking in the scent before looking intently into the shadows of the trees to see if she could see who this wolf was. cautiously she would speak, "h-hello?" THANK YOU YUMPY MY LADY LUMPY Speech,

Training, Satis would discover an unfamiliar perfume to pursue; tracking the feminine aroma through the thick of the forest, sure to stay downwind. Ears flicking weakly, snout tracing the earth, mind hunting the woman like a beast to its prey. Curiosity would arouse as the unfamiliar would continue to venture, creeping thicker, the reassuring stench of Glaciem tickling faintly at flared nostrils. Good. The female was small, able to gracefully avoid causing audible disruption, though it seemed whoever this banshee were were capable of much the same. Close now, the kings daughter would pause, hesitant to venture onwards upon the realisation of their close proximities. A voice, cautious and uneasy, would crawl eerily between the vegetation, paws shifting as her mind would ponder. Well, why not. ?Compliments fellow Glaciem,? gently the oddity would show herself, illuminated lightly by filtered sunlight, ?I am Satis, newly arrived daughter of Isardis. What brings you to such a taxing district of the kingdom??

her voice caressed the dark forest around her, and when the creature she scented stepped forward, her eyes were met with an unusual sight. the other wolf spoke before she did again, and introduced herself as satis, a daughter of isardis. isardis, even the name, caused butterflies. forcing herself to focus on the wolf before her, who needed her attention she smiled warmly before opening her jaws, to answer her question. "My name is Eris, a curer of Glaciem. It's a pleasure to meet you Satis. As for what I'm doing here, I was out for a run, stretching my legs, but this part of the forest is often so crowded, it's not exactly the most welcoming running place." A warm smile was on her jaws as she spoke to her pack-mate, happy to spend some of the warm fall day socializing with her pack, after all she was there to be the ears of the pack. THANK YOU YUMPY MY LADY LUMPY Speech,

The tawny female would seem to awaken as she mentioned her father, only further encouraging Satis in her endeavours to please Isardis; it was clear he was a worthy King, for his name would often spark some kind of reaction within males and females alike, even if they weren?t of positive nature. An impression was an impression, whether good or bad. It would be only now the girls assumptions were proved, for the apparent Curer was of smaller size even compared to herself. In a land supposedly crafted of giants, Satis was pleased to discover somebody she had height over. In her birth land she was of the average size, but seemingly not around Alacritis. She would raise her skull, politely though still enough to suggest superiority, ?A place to train agility more than speed, no doubt. Surely there are more pleasant and scenic places for a mere Curer to lope?? The down-speak was not if ill-intention, the youthful female habitually unaware that her tongue could cause emotional damage. Not that realisation would bother her much either. So emotionless she would remain, tail flicking idly behind marked hocks, ?Do you know The King well??

Mere Curer? Those particular words stung as Satis spoke them. While she was aware of the... lacking place in the pack that she had, and that everyone save for the puppy, Seth were above her in rank... she hadn't heard it phrased quite like that. She wondered if the hurt was visible in her eyes, as she let out a low sigh. She rarely questioned her place in Glaciem, but that remark... she was worth more than that... yes? "Perhaps, Satis, but I like to challenge myself at times." The words would be uttered on a low note, the tone slightly chilled, though she was trying to remain respectful to the spawn of her king. Her final question, puzzled her. Did she know Isardis well? "I do not know that I know him any better than his brood, though I like to think that as a mere Curer, I see sides of him that others wouldn't." He voice would grow chilly, as she spoke. Irritation sparked, and the need to continue her run would pull at her, though she'd stay put. It was her duty to know her pack-mates no matter how... cold their words could be. THANK YOU YUMPY MY LADY LUMPY Speech,

The small woman would seem to sigh, causing Satis to wonder momentarily what had caused her sudden change of mood. Something she had said? Potentially, though the youth felt no desire to ponder over what had been said for any longer, perhaps somewhat careless as to her company?s pain. Not that she would ever intentionally injure one that didn?t pose of ill-intent or threat to her, emotionally that is? or unless under order. But for a warrior, that was to be expected, no? The ladies words would sink in, slowly but surely. She spared a moment to consider the suggestion, finding it to be one of mild interest, ?I?m not entirely convinced that?s a good thing.? Light-hearted she would reply, though feminine lips managing only a light twitch of satisfaction. ?What is it you do in your spare time then, Curer; when there is no injured souls to assist? Those that fight will train. But those that heal? do you not grow bored?? The youth had experienced very little in her life, and although she didn?t show interest in many topics that weren?t forced upon her, she did admit to mild curiosity within her new homes structure.