Rushing water reverberated throughout the dame's ears as she came across a rather large river. The day was rather cooler than most, but it still felt rather inviting to the mix-colored wolf. Her light green eyes scanned the area, tilting her head for anything of importance. This world was rather new to her, being rather different and somewhat...unique compared t the other places she had visited throughout the world. Though, the nomadic tendencies within her had landed the woman in many predicaments, many of which she would hate to retell in any form of stories. The white-spotted woman dipped her paw into the water, feeling it rush against it brought such happiness to her. Being in a land where water seemed rather scarce was truly a refreshing thing to behold as she leaned down and drank her fill.

Sounds of other wildlife graced her presence, sitting down and watching the other birds and even some deer galivant freely as this land of which she roamed was just another walk in the park. Some things were different, but, this was not something out of the ordinary for Lunora, she'd just take it without any such worry. Not knowing of what situations this land was upon whether it be some form of curse, or some dark being brought carnage to the land, the dame didn't really seem to care at this time. She was new to this land, how could she know what happened here? Whatever the case, she would just sit and watch the land, tail around her body where it rested close to her paws, eyes looking upward toward the sky in thought. What stories would she have to tell about this little adventure? Lunora didn't know, but, there was no telling what could happen with her staying where she was. The sounds she had heard were rather relaxing anyways, so why not take a minute to think and process about where she had been...and where she possibly could be next.

Gods was it good to get off of the island for a while. He liked living on the island that Fenmyre occupied well enough, but after the perpetual darkness took over everything and several wolves—mostly the pups—got sick with the strange illnesses that came out of nowhere along with the curse that covered everything the island had been locked down and everyone quarantined. He thought that he might lose his mind pacing back and forth day in and day out so now that they were finally allowed out he had hit the ground running—mostly figuratively. He trotted through the cedar wood forest with a little smile on his lips, the pale sunlight dappling across his back through the trees feeling absolutely fantastic. It was like being recharged and set free all over again and it was liberating in a much more enjoyable way than escaping from his father's choke hold had been.

A stranger's scent caught his attention and his golden eyes shifted across the landscape, his steps slowing until he caught a glimpse of the monochromatic woman that sat at the edge of the river that ran through here, the smaller wolf seemingly lost in thought and entranced by the sky above. He paused just out of view for a few moments, watching her curiously from the shadows of some nearby trees. She was really pretty in a simple, elegant sort of way. The black and white patterns of her fur seemed fairly normal, but the splashes of blue feathers made her a bit more interesting. From here he couldn't see her eyes and he wondered if they were a more plain color like the rest of her or if they were some kind of interesting color as well.

He was at least curious enough to introduce himself so after giving his fiery coat a quick shake he walked over to where she was sitting, slipping up beside her with an easy grin on his lips. "Is this seat taken?" he asked with a chuckle as he settled beside her—not close enough to touch of course, but more than close enough for him to have to look down at her to see the eye catching green of her eyes. That curiosity was satisfied pretty quickly at least and he certainly wasn't disappointed. "I'm Cináed," he said with a small nod of his head. "And what can I call you?"

Cináed