Look Who The Cat Dragged In

Since life in the northern lands was getting a little strange, what with meeting her long lost aunt and all, Iskra had decided to return farther south. If she was lucky she might find Ily and return the girl to her sister, but for now the red woman was happy to find anyone to entertain her really. Today she trailed after a man. An odd man, as he was accompanied not by another wolf, but by a large feline. Color Iskra intrigued. With a bounce in her step and a smirk on her lips she padded along, appearing quite content and riddled with the potential for mischief making. When she laid eyes on the stranger who was skirting these creepy spooky woods she called out, "Hi there, stranger!" Prancing right on over without hesitation. He smelled like a pack. Not the worst thing to smell like, but not the best either. Hopefully he'd be fun to talk to regardless.