I've been housing all this doubt and insecurity

A curious young lady, Loccia was slowly roaming the territory in an attempt to gather information. She wanted to learn this place like the back of her hand, become accustomed to the weather patterns and movement of prey. So when the first signs of a storm to roll in showed up, those lavender eyes would watch closely as she continued to trek through the field. Nostrils flared while they attempted to catch the air, letting out a slow breath and then smiling. Rain. She loved the rain, especially when it came to thunderstorms. The crack of lightning, the roar of thunder. It gave the most amazing goosebumps.

Something else would be caught on the wind though. A stranger, crossing the grass not too long ago. The girl would tilt her skull as she began to change her course, not moving much faster than she originally was but not slowing down either. So far she had pleasant encounters in this new land, but she had to remember that not everyone would be so kind. Keep your guard up, don't run blindly into situations. Black paws would carry her in the direction the scent grew strongest, allowing those rimmed ears to flick forward as she closed in on the barn. "This will be fine, no worries." SHe tried to tell herself quietly, taking a breath as she came in close to what looked like an entrance to the barn.

"Hello?" Her sweet voice called out. The girl stood back a few tail lengths from the hole, head held up but not too high and her posture relatively calm and friendly. Her tail wagged calmly behind slate coloured thighs, lips pulling into a small and inviting smile.