running.

Along the grass, most of it brittle from heat she found the root of one of the great trees with just a bit of moss growing along it and two great mushrooms in the shadiest of spots, still damp enough to sustain just a tiny bit of growth. But they weren't fully developed she thought and wasn't yet sure if they were the edible sort or the potentially dangerous ones that could kill a creature if consumed, or somewhere in between. The mushrooms hadn't been what she sought though she kept the memory of where to find mushrooms and test them out another time, if need be. With her snout to the ground she hadn't picked up the scent of the other wolf, no, not a wolf, but something akin to one within the forest for she scented the soil, the grass, the moss and the roots.

Only when she heard a voice calling out and asking a question did her dark head rise from where it was scanning the ground. Turning herself about she gazed in the direction the voice had reached from. She wondered if she should answer at all, for she knew not who spoke, whether they might be friend or foe, but as yet they were neither, only a stranger.

Then it dawned on her to speak and act. To see how others might respond to her need of a game, silly though it might be. "A goddess of the night. Cloaked in the pelt of the dark skies when narry a star can be seen. I now walk the lands as a wolf this life and soon my memories of my true self will flee. Luna Fyrewind is by rights my name this time. And you?" She gazed into the dark of the forest through her bi-colored eyes. One pink and the other moon yellow.

She knew not what the would make of that, but she didn't know them so felt it best not to make herself too vulnerable.