Lyre was rather uncomfortable in this northern continent. It was much different than hers in more than one way. The weather was bizarre, the wolves believed in claiming the lands, none of it was right for her. But if Mithras was on an adventure, she would go on her own. She would study the life style of these wolves and who knows, she could find herself living amongst them for years.
She shivered in these breezy hills. She wasn't one for the winter to begin with and she was stuck with this? Just as she was relaxed and curled into herself, she spotted a female along in the distance. Being the friendly wolf she is, she rose from her temporary resting place between some hills and started to approach her.
"Exuse me ma'am!" She shouted kindly, "Could I offer any assistance to you?"
