Spring had been one of her favorite seasons and now that the North was no longer her home she was able to enjoy the spring once again. Life had been a bit quiet since the move, but it had given her time to adjust. She had lived in the South before, but at that time she was a mere pup and most of her time was spent within the pack territory. Today she had made her way into the east and into the beautifully blooming Nook. She couldn't remember being within this territory before and the sights were unfamiliar to her. Her bright green eyes would take in the blooms on the trees as she casually passed under them.

The good weather and the beautiful sights was lightening her mood and it gave her more hope that her life in Legion would be a good one. She hadn't been the same since Mortar had up and left and was still feeling that there was just something missing, a hole within her that she couldn't seem to fill. She wasn't sure she could ever repair the damage that him leaving had done to her, but she was trying to move on.

The chocolate and blue female decided to settle under one of the trees, eyes upward as she watched the birds above and simply relaxing for right now.

"Speech"

Maddox Beams of light illuminates from the suns body, warming his dark pelt and casting a sort of calm over his being. Legs ceased in their forward propel as his large skull drifted upwards with closed eyes to bask in the spring’s glorious warmth. After such an unforgiving winter, springs yearly birth definitely made the long wait well worth the colds ache. Autumn and spring had always been a favorite of his, both always highlighting natures beauty and blessing the land with ideal temperatures; its weather never sweltering hot or fatally freezing. A soft cool breeze ruffled playfully through the dark coat as if in hope to ignite a positive response and to encourage the large wolf to play with its bodiless presence. Had he been a pup he probably would have taken the wind up on its offer and bound into its spirited embrace. Alas, he was no longer at such an age to make playing with the wind seem innocent and endearing rather than ridiculous and imprudent; nor does he actually hold the desire to do such a thing. Yellow irises opened with a lazy blink as his chest heaved in a content sigh at the suns warmth and the simplicity of the situation, it’s certainly healthy for the mind to blank in its thoughts, to leave its master with a unique calm and light aura. It was easy to lose yourself to your own mind, rather it is from extreme thought or mindless silence; in most cases, Maddox much prefers a blank quite brain than an overused stressed one, it leaves his mind peaceful and keeps his mentality sane or saner than it actually is. With a body wishing to bath in the sun and his eyes desiring to close, Maddox thought that as his signal to keep himself moving. With much difficulty he moved forward in a slothful walk, head lowering to level with his backbone and tail drooping in his content. In no real destination, he moved without an actual purpose, wishing to get nowhere slowly yet hoping he eventfully ends up somewhere at some point. It would be pleasant to finally have somewhere he could settle himself into, to where traveling was no longer the plan. Although he would much rather stay by himself than make himself part of a pack, the responsibly of guarding others’ lives and following orders of someone else wasn’t exactly his idea of a good time. In the grand scheme of things, Maddox wishes to only look after himself, to follow his own rules, and to only worry about his own personal well-being. At least with his own person to only be loyal to betrayal would never be a consequence, not to mention, others just simply exasperated him. Some had absurd personalities in terms of an overabundance of unadulterated happiness, pure depressing attribute, or they’re just plain senseless. With each interaction, he could almost feel his brain lose cells and his strong grasp on his own sanity slip through his fingers. Maybe one day he’ll end up being that wolf that speaks to the trees with made up voices and storylines, one could only hope. Maddox lost himself within his own pointless mind process that he hadn’t realized the extent of his own travels until something other than green and brown passed over his line of sight. A mental shake to stir him from his daze revealed a forest of redbud trees, their branches plenty with lavender petals, the beauty of them was impressive. Irises of yellow glanced around the newly found territory with a look of neutrality, its beauty seems to not have affected his outside demeanor while on the inside he thought of how his mother spoke of purple petals growing on trees in an area far away. As a pup he thought the story absurd, thinking petals only grew from the tiny stems on the ground, in a fit of rebellion, he talked over his mother at the stupidity of the idea, he had been scolded for his mouth. Before grasping at the idea of where the hell he actually was, he spotted another creature placed underneath one of the petal trees. Their coat base, from what he can see, is colored a rich brown along with unique blue markings, a bizarre color tone that he’s never personally encountered before, his curiosity was piqued. Maddox took a brief scan of the land before approaching the other wolf with a confident stride. His body language, while neutral, also held an aura of assertiveness, hoping to get a point across without trying to cause actual fear. At a fair enough distance to give them both their personal space he sat his rump to the ground and stared at the other with calculating eyes as his nose twitched in a sniffing motion, wishing to catch a scent and he wasn’t disappointed. “How ill-advised for a she to be left on her own. Tell me she-wolf, are you alone?” His voice deep as the words spilled from his tongue with a smooth flow. Ears twitching forward as to make sure as to not miss out on hearing any response that she may provide him. "Speech"

Her eyes watched the birds hop from branch to branch above, birds of different sizes and colors. They didn't seem at all bothered by her presence and seemed to simply be enjoying how nice of a day that it was. The temperature was comfortable and it was even mild enough that if she had wanted she could bask in the warm rays of the sun, which might be something she did later on. She needed to collect herbs to take home to her den, to stock up while the plants were alive and well so that the healer could be prepared for when her duties were needed. Spring gave her a lot more time to hunt and the longer she waited the less of a chance she would get to get a good harvest of herbs. Dropping her gaze she felt she should be getting up and beginning her search, but the sound of another approaching made her attention turn elsewhere.

Bright green gaze would be turned to look at the dark figure that approached. He was bigger then her, but his size didn't match the height of the male's within her pack. Her eyes studied his assertive body language and her eyes didn't show any fear. What did she have to fear? He would stop a distance away and sit down, giving plenty of room for the both of them to have their personal space, a very respectable gesture from a completed stranger. She herself remained relaxed, comfortable with the fact he had left personal space. She was always eager for social interaction with others, but she had learned to not show her emotions too much like she had with Mortar.

Her ears would perk as the male spoke, deep voice and yet smooth tones. Asking if she was alone, which she was. Ill advised it may be especially after what had happened to her mother years ago, but here she was.

"I am, are you?" she would answer, but also turn the question back at him.

He was downwind from her so it was difficult for her to determine if there was more then his own scent on his pelt.

"Speech"