Heylo

Kirsi wasn't quite sure what she might find tonight. It was a brilliant spring night, the air crisp but not uncomfortably cold, with a clear sky full of stars. These were the kinds of sights she often missed from her homelands - a twinkling array of stars overhead stretched as far as the eye could see, only obscured by vast mountain ranges in the distance, and more closely by the large ship that towered nearby. Though often she longed for home, she was growing more and more accustomed to these lands as time went on. This was her home, this was the group she had pledged her loyalty to, and even that wouldn't change who she truly was - all it brought her was some much-needed stability.

She breathed a quiet breath, watching as a faint white puff of air appeared in front of her nose. It only temporarily obscured her vision as she spotted a figure up ahead. Who it was, she wasn't quite sure. There were quite a few wolves she was entirely unfamiliar with, much to her displeasure. Knowing her packmates was important, even if she wasn't always completely fond of them. Kirsi cleared her throat, noting that this particular packmate was quite a bit younger than her, though she couldn't quite place her name from a distance. She doubted that closing the distance between them would bring her any clarity. "Evening," she spoke smoothly. "Out star-gazing like me tonight?"