Harvest of Plenty [Valhallan Autumn Festival]

she did not really expect anyone to approach her yet. she understood some wolves may be a bit... nervous of her presence. Willoughby did not belong to any pack, not this one or any other, and therefore she wasn't a known affiliate. but the woman did not seem to care. she remained respectful and where she was, her crimson gaze flickering as another approached. flashing the other female a warm smile, she would launch into conversation easily enough.

"oh my, yes" Bee would chirp, giggling fondly. the plains were flat and wide enough to house many wolves, but also the natural light the evening gave off would be wonderful indeed. the moon would hang so nicely in the sky and bask the Dancefloor with its blessing. she wondered if the moon goddess was smiling down at them at the same time. "it's such a perfect night for some fun." the woman added in.

twisting her head to get a better look at the other wolf, Bee smiled. "I'm Willoughby. who are you?"