Among The Lilacs and Lilies

Lost in a past she desperately wanted to get back to, Serene was nearly oblivious to the other life forms around her. All she could see were the days of her pup-hood; the adventures and laughs rolling across her vision as her optics laid transfixed on the herb before her. Why did those days have to go by so quickly? What the creme fae wouldn't give to spend one more day in her mother's embrace. To feel safe and protected from any and all evil once more. Alas, the memories would fade away just like those fun filled days, and slowly her surroundings would come flooding back to her senses. It was then that she caught the echo of a bark somewhere in the distance. Tipped ears perked at the sound, trying to hone in on the direction it came from as her amber eyes surveyed the land before her.

It was then that the dark hairs stuck out against the garden, and the male suddenly came into view. Serene was astonished that she didn't hear him sooner, or even catch his scent down wind, but mostly that he seemed... friendly? Her vision took in the sway of his tail, and the nonthreatening posture as he approached, while her ears caught the sound of a friendly greeting. Focused on his approached, she almost missed the bag he carried along with him, and almost immediately her mind jumped to her mother's; the one she often used to gather stock herbs. After all this time, all those days in isolation from a cruel and corrupted world, could it be there are good wolves still? At the thought of it, a gentle smile graced her pale lips as her tail flickered every so softly behind her.

"Hello, you wouldn't happen to be out collecting herbs from this fruitful garden would you?" Her voice was soft as to not push the question, but intrigued all the same. She had never met someone who share her and her mother's gardening and healing habits before, and there was something almost calming to the idea of it. As if a little bit of a pass life could be found in this encounter.