Something New

Karabela felt as though she could almost sigh in contentment at the feeling of the warm sun basking across her cool coat. The boy was amusing to her and she continued to grin cheerfully at him. Apparently he always talked in that weird halting way, it was almost endearing in an odd sort of way but she found herself curiously wondering if there was a reason for it. Was it maybe a different sort of language? It was completely knew to her.

Slowly but steadily the boy introduced himself as Starling, a healer hunting for herbs. "Ooohhh interesting. I'm a lone warrior…. I guess a mercenary…. or something." Her grin faded a little. What the heck was she exactly? She didn't really know what she was or where she was going. Everything she did seemed so aimless. Nostrils flared and she moved a few steps toward the boy before the familiar scent clicked. "Hey, you smell like Lillie! Are you an Abaven wolf to?"

"Speech"