And So We Meet

Fern trotted along the plains, the gentle spring breeze ruffling her luminous silver fur. The moon had just risen, and the world still retained the warm touch of the sun. It was pleasant and quiet out, and Fern was alone. Not in a bad way, but it contributed to a sense of inner peace and stability, a refreshing change from Fern's adrenaline-filled, fiery self. A scent of spring blossoms tickled her nose, and she turned her head to inhale more when her gold eyes alighted on another figure, not far away. (Ramsay)
She cocked her head in a birdlike fashion, wondering why another wolf was up and about at this time. She sniffed, focusing not on the spring blossoms, but on their scent. Male. Young. She couldn't make out much of his physique from this distance, but he seemed rather handsome. Fern flicked her tail, yearning for a closer look.
"Hello? What are you doing out so late, friend?" She cooed the words, her voice rich and sultry.

OOC: Oh boy here we go. This is what Fern does best, or so she thinks. We'll see, I suppose. By the way, I tried very hard to set the mood. I think it's fairly pleasant.