Creeping

Large paws pressed lightly on the wood beneath her. It had been such a long time since she'd been in the North, that everywhere she passed brought on a wave of nostalgia. Some places more than others, because she didn't--or couldn't-- remember half of everywhere she'd been or everyone she had met before. She had been an alphess once upon a time, but she quickly learned that it didn't suit her like she thought it would. She had left shortly after to truly find herself, and after all that time away she finally figured it out. She wasn't really meant to lead as an alpha, but rather she felt she was better at leading others down a path of success and bringing out their true potential. She was a warrior. That's what she had figured out.

She had left her former pack to return to Boreas, her children following. So far, they had scattered. But Octavius had made it here, and she had no doubt they'd eventually run into each other at some point.

She paused, nose picking up the scent of an unfamiliar wolf when she finally made it to the deck. Who was it? She was curious, and so she moved forward to investigate. Who she found looked a bit interesting, a male with spotty markings. "Exploring this odd thing?" She wasn't sure what else to say. So that would have to do for now.