Fire in the Night

B

anshee was having a pretty good time at the festival. Her father had caught a great Golden Fish in which he had gifted to her. She felt slightly irritated she hadn't caught it herself but she was pretty grateful Hannibal had been so nice to give it to her. Maybe she could turn it in for a grand prize? She had left it with her Father to go do some more exploring which he didn't mind much. Banshee was slowly coming around to her sire again after a longe while of resentment. Not all wounds were healed but she was feeling a bit better about everything. Now that she was training more and more the babe was seeing a light at the end of the tunnel rather then being cooped up in her den all day.

A scent slipped into her dappled nostrils and her head perked up. It had a familiar twinge but was primarily foreign. It was similiar to Heloise and Erovrare but no one she had ever met. It very easily peaked her interest and she began to follow the trail. Soon her baby blue eyes fell upon the fiery sight of a younger pup. Banshee trotted forth with a raised head and a sly smirk. "Hey little one." They weren't horribly far a part in age but Ban took any chance to flaunt her stuff.