Starry Eyes

Faelyn was the sort to roam, and that was a fortunate thing it seemed, considering she found herself roaming in the right area to help another. She could see the little form in the distance, lying there on the ground, and it took her a long moment to realize that it was actually a pup. Was it still alive? Good heavens, she hoped so, having no desire to come across one that wasn't. It was a terrible thing, when one so young was taken away.

If the pup was still alive, it'd probably need some help, so Faelyn forced herself to gather what little courage she had and approach, sniffing at the air for any scent she could pick up. When she got close enough, she breathed a sigh of relief to see that the pup was breathing, in fact, and therefore very much alive.

She approached with tail wagging so hard it made her whole backside sway with it, a brilliant smile on her face. She loved pups, and was greatly looking forward to getting to talk to this one. It didn't really occur to her that the little one had to be lost given that she didn't see anyone else around, but it would come to her soon enough.

"Hello there!" she said chipperly as she got near enough to not have to be shouting.