faint of heart

It had been some time since the young woman was last in these lands, possibly two seasons already. Blackened paws moved over the terrain, a chill running up her spine at the unpleasant drop in temperatures. Winter was upon this place, covering the land in beautiful blankets of snow. But this would cause trouble for the female, as she did not have enough time to adjust before she had to leave abruptly in spring. For now, she was just thankful that the weather was kind to her, no storms raged on to blind her path. The only thing that would distort her vision to a small degree was the thick snowfall, eerily quiet. By the time she had reached familiar grounds, it had already created a nice layer of white across her pelt, sticking to the ends of her fur.

With a heavy breath, she finally came to a stop a few feet from what she could tell was a border marker. ”I think this is it...” She made a comment to herself, purple gaze sweeping across the territory. The wolf of blue and grey stood out there for some time, unsure whether she should attempt to call the only wolf she spoke to when she first arrived here. Well, the first male, as she met a woman named Ara that knew her grandmother. But would it be strange for her to call him? The girl barely knew the man, yet she was here looking for him? Ears folded back as she thought about the situation, closing her eyes and taking in a long, deep breath. This wasn't his problem, it was her own and she should try to work things out.

”speech”