one fish two fish three fish - oh hello!

she supposed he was rather waterlogged now that she could get a better look at him. Heloise chuckled at his remark. her attempt at fishing yielded results so far, yet she did not have a partner for it. so she would wait to find one later. for now, she would socialize with this young boy. "I trust your time fishing went well?" she asked of him. he seemed to be finished catching fireflies and went to investigate some moss. leaving her fish by the shore, she'd follow a bit after him.

he introduced himself as Alarr, though she could not make out his pack's scent. pushing such thoughts aside, the woman bowed her head to him. "I am Heloise, of Winterfell" she angled her face to the snowy peaks before looking back at the boy. "we live in the northern region of Boreas" she informed him before adding in; "would you like some assistance collecting the moss?" two sets of paws were better than one, after all.