Bright Moon had met some very kind wolves on many of her explorations beyond Fiori territory. She felt somewhat guilty that she'd spent so much time away from pack lands, but at the same time, she was glad for her peace of mind. There were many reasons that the silver, fox-coated woman roamed. As a soft, easily influenced soul, she needed constant reassurance that she wasn't surrounded by evil - she knew that the wolves within Fiori were gentle and caring beings. But she needed to know that it wasn't just them against the big bad world. And she'd been granted that reassurance, so she'd come home with a renewed sense of safety and comfort. Her soul was at ease once more.

Yet beyond her need to know what kind of wolves were out there... she wanted to know who was out there. Time and again in her life, she had left home searching for her young ones, those that had gone off on grand adventures and never returned. What had become of them? Would she ever see any of them again? Hope had eluded her long ago, and yet there was always the faintest glimmer in the back of her mind that maybe... just maybe... one day she might see a face that would make her heart glow. That hadn't been the case on this venture, but perhaps next time. For now, she would focus again on the present, the wolves that surrounded her today - her mind was set on Fiori as she padded slowly around the hot springs.

Razor was recovering, while the boy wasn't sure if he was doing it fully it was there. Winter had come which put a damper on his lungs to begin with. The medicine his aunt had given him made him infinitely feel better. Once he had been given the permission that he was not contagious anymore he had made his way to the hot springs. Submerging himself in them. Though his blue eyes caught wind of the black female easily. The quiet boy found himself staring at her. He hadn't meant to, but his blue eyes locked on her. His white eye patch facing her way on his gray body. He probably didn't look too well. Tail moving around in the water. The young boy would sit perfectly still. Maybe she just wouldn't notice him? "Talk"