White Carpet

She often liked to venture beyond Lirim nowadays. The thought of Zell now buried in the ground a little too painful for the old woman to handle. Sure they hadn't been mates let alone romantically involved or anything, but they had grown to depend on one another as they helped each other in their old age. She often tending to his illnesses with her remedies and he helping her to walk when she had difficulties doing so. Since he passed, however, she started moving around more and became independent once again. Just like she had been before arriving in Lirim. Even if it was harder for her now that she was an ancient creature, but she didn't want to burden the younger members of the pack with her troubles.

The small wolf shuffled along, the clear skies hanging above her and the stream to her left. She paused here and there to take a drink of water before ambling on, grateful that this time, the streams were clear and not filled with Ash. As she moved, however, she noticed there were odd tufts of hair floating about and it was unlike fur she had seen before. What kind of creature was shedding so much? The answer came soon enough as she spotted a pristine white figure much larger than her small self, and she immediately recognized the species. Unafraid of the beast, she continued her old lady shuffle before pausing a couple of yards away and tilting her head up to look at him. "Are you the one leaving your hair everywhere? I didn't know horses shed so much. You a pretty pony though, and what's that growin' out of your head? Did that monkey on your back tie a stick to your forehead? I don't think I've seen anything like it before," She squinted as she looked at him, trying to get a clearer look since...well...her eyesight wasn't so great anymore, either. She wasn't trying to be rude or anything, she was just not as young as she used to be and her eyesight was slowly waning.