Spirit of the present

The quiet was serene, and indeed every creature seemed intent on keeping it that way. She was glad for the company of someone who was also just here to enjoy the peaceful calm of this place. Bright Moon glanced to his teal eyes, her silver eyes meeting his just for a moment, before looking back to gently glowing pool. Her ears perked to his somewhat gruff voice and accent, catching his name and pack. Creed from Celestial. She liked it, his name had a nice ring to it, and the name of his pack sounded like it was of the heavens.

"I can't say I've heard of it before, Creed," she would admit softly, turning to face him again, "But now I know. It must be a very nice pack, if your pack mates are as friendly as you." She smiled softly at him, her tail waving to and fro. Perhaps one day she would have the opportunity to get to know Celestial better. She hadn't really visited any other packs, not that she'd ever had a reason to. She had no family in these lands, and was nervous of approaching strangers.

When he asked what brought her here, a thoughtful look crossed her face. She supposed nothing in particular had really drawn her here, she had merely been exploring before she came across this place. "I was only travelling when I came upon this place by chance, and I'm glad I did," she answered, "Although I love my home in Fiori, I often find myself wandering... Do you travel often? Have you been here before?" She had many reasons she could offer as to why she was traveling so far, but she wasn't going to bore a stranger with her woes and life stories.