Let It Reign {Claiming}

ooc: Not yet sure Costa will stay but the pack sounds right up her alley, honestly

The sun had began its trek down the western sky and Costa Andreas found herself wandering ever closer to it.  The west was a place she rarely ventured, feeling it often too hot to be bothered with.  Winter, however, saw the land cooler than normal so now she let herself roam.  She was a vagabond, in love the with the many contours of the earth on which she stood.  Each place was different, unique.   She was headed up.  Upward towards the peak of the rise to find what lay on the other side.  If was well known that the best way to get a sense of your surroundings was to find the higher ground.  At the top she found herself overlooking a wide, grassy valley.  A river wove lazily through the middle.  Her eyes surveyed the open land below her before she let herself slide down into the bosom of the valley.  Her nose was at work now, searching for a snack or anything else worth while.   The little wolf was in luck, nose catching a scent so familiar that it brought back memories.  Lavender.  Lavender was the herb in which her mother adorned her as child, swathing in her it and gushing over her.  She was a singleton babe and her mother sickeningly doting.  Indeed, the obsession of her mother had nearly drove her mad.  She recoiled from the memories but dove for the herbs, grateful just to find some.  It was hard to maintain any stock when you hadn't a solid home.   The little lavender stocks were looking a bit sorry but never the less they would work splendid.  She plucked them delicately as any canine could be expected to, holding the violet flowers in her jaws.  With them so near it wasn't hard to see WHY her mother had been so keen to keep them near her.  Lavender eyes accented by lavender flowers.   A call set from high above caused her to jump damn near out of her skin, cringing down and cursing for the lack of cover where she was at.  Her eyes started to scan for the call, listening intently.  A wolf calling others near.  There was purpose in it.   Her curiosity was sparked, she had to investigate.  Standing tall once more, the mid-sized creature headed a sharp angle from that which she had entered the valley.  At least she didn't have to navigate the river. She came up from behind the brute, clearing her throat and making a point to stamp about a bit.  He was intimidatingly large and, to say in a word, stunning.  Never had she seen a wolf that looked like him.  Like the night sky when the milky way was at its brightest and even then more vibrant.  At any rate, he made her look like no more than a pup.  She was drawfed by him.   She delicately set the lavender at her paws before craning her neck to look at the male's face.  "I'm probably not who you were expecting..." Her words were deadpan, clearly not giving a shit if she were who he expected to see or not.  "Costa.  Costa Andreas." "Speech"