Is there a hero somewhere, someone who will never walk away?

She sauntered through the pines in search of her siblings or someone to play with. She wanted to keep her mind off her mother and each passing day that she kept occupied seemed to help with that. They were young still...would they eventually just forget about her altogether? It was possible. But for now Heloise stuck around in her thoughts until she found something to occupy herself with. She sighed and watched as a cold puff of air disintegrated before her eyes, listened as the ground crunched softly beneath her feet. Her ears flicked to hear the sounds of spring birds around her and her nose twitched to smell...other things. Something unfamiliar. Or rather, unfamiliar someone's. Her head tilted to the side as she scented them, one wolf and two other things not familiar at all.

Curiosity pulled her along, caution practically thrown to the wind and against all better judgment, she followed the source of the scents. They seemed like they were on pack lands...so that meant they were okay, right? She had yet to have formal training about the borders and intruders so she didn't think much of it. Maybe it was a pack mate with their companions like daddy had! She flexed her claws into the earth in anticipation as she moved, tail wagging as she sought them out. And upon seeing who it was she had smelled, she observed them as she approached but she didn't slow or stop.

At least...not until she was right up next to the foreign wolf's backside.

Grinning and giggling, she placed her paws on the females back and hoisted herself up until she was balancing on her, lavendar gaze peering over towards her face. She was mostly careful to keep her claws sheathed so she wasn't stabbing or poking the woman. Something she learned to do early on when she played with her dad or siblings. "Hello~ who're you? Who're they? You're real pretty!" She smiled wide at Belle, tail gently wagging as she sought to maintain her balance.