Walk | Talk | Think
On swift paws, Anais traveled beyond the boundary line that marked the edge of the pack Donostrea and traversed into the densely forested Gulley in search of her brother. Ever since learning of the children he had fathered and being there at their birth, the excitable hunter had been ecstatic over the thought of being an aunt, and though the relationship between her brother and the mother of his children was strange to her it did not lessen her wish to be a part of the lives that they had created together. But barging in on the den that she knew Marina and her children occupied felt like too much of an intrusion, especially since she had only met the woman on the day she had given birth and had not had a moment to establish any sort of friendship or trust with her yet. Getting her brother to act as an intermediary felt much more appropriate.
She had that thought in her head, and yet in her eagerness the golden brown wolf was drawn toward the densite anyway. Maybe Nako was there? Maybe she could just get his attention and let him welcome her to the den to meet the children again? They were sure to be older now, a little more adventurous and ready to meet her. Or at least Anais hoped. She felt fidgety with excitement already just thinking about it, and could not stop from smiling as she drew nearer. Oh please be here already!
Before she could get too close and alert mother and pups - and possibly mother's brother if he happened to be around as well - to her presence, she crossed the path of a tiny, telling, fresh scent. Very suddenly the Donostrea wolf stopped, her attention drawn immediately to the smell, and began scenting more closely at the ground, lowering her head, as she tried to place it. It was...vague but familiar? And close enough to the den to get the wheels of her mind spinning along on a reasonable, likely conclusion. Her tail made a quick wag as she abandoned her march to the den and instead set about following the trail, fighting her excitement as she attempted to sneak along behind it. For what she thought it to be, it traveled a considerable distance away from the den, not far enough for the skilled hunter to lose her way but definitely further than a child needed to go unattended.
Which made Anais even more relieved and thrilled when she finally heard then saw the form of the pup wandering without a care. She stopped still out of sight, smiling as she watched from her quiet vantage point. This was definitely one of her nieces. Marked with a rich, unnatural green, she knew the child could be no one's but Marina's. Oh, but how did she introduce herself? The young girl was so far from her den that she might start at the approach of a stranger - Anais knew better than to think she would be remembered from birth - and she certainly did not want her getting defensive either. Feeling suddenly nervous, the hunter hesitated for a brief second before putting on a friendly, nervously optimistic smile and stepping out from hiding. "Hello?" she greeted, almost as a question, posturing herself in a way to appeal to the child not to be afraid of her, assuming an nonthreatening stance.
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