Morning Glory [Valhallan Harvest Festival, Opening of Day Two]

She was in fact glued to her mother's side during the travel. It wasn't far from home, but the girl was nervous about being in new lands. She had to keep up with mom, but she desperately wanted to take in all the sights. She wanted to learn where they were going, but the pace wasn't allowing that. So she clung to the most familiar thing she could and that was Dutch's side. Her brother's were to fast paced and her mother was more easy to keep up with. Green eyes looked up to Dutch as she spoke, giving them soft commands that needed to be obeyed. This pup would have no problem fallowing them, in fact she was uncertain how to act around all of this new territory. Her green eyes would then fallow her brother Godbrand as he approached another wolf and she felt herself shrinking into her mother's leg as her green eyes took in the women. Silver fur, mane, and long teeth.

She wasn't sure what to think. Then a noise from behind had her looking back, to see another adult wolf, making her grow weary of these unfamiliar faces.

"Momma...... Who are these wolves." she would quietly ask and she looked back to her mother's face.