Hello Loneliness my old friend.

the red forest was always lovely to visit. the natural auburn tones lovely and lush even in the heat. good thing the north escaped most of it. Heloise wandered like the pale nymph she was, weaving between the colored foliage like a ghost. she realized by now she was ability to spook people with her alabaster hue. the Winterfellian wasn't doing anything in particular. she had left her pack's land to roam around the northern climate more. there was more to life than a pack, after all.

ahead of her, she spotted another white shape. a soft smile appeared on her face as the other wolf moved to the pond. they looked around, a bit wary if she had to guess, so Heloise kept her distance. instead, her own head lifted to call out to the other. "greetings." her voice was soft and quiet, yet allowed to reach. the other wolf looked to be around her age, yet no pack scent hung from her body. Heloise wondered if she was a loner, or it had faded. still, she waited a few paces away for the other woman to notice her.