Just one of the flowers

Kiela wasn't quite sure what the rest of the summer had in store for her. By the time fall arrived in these lands, she would no doubt return to the north, but until then? She was content to let life take her wherever it did. Though she had goals of her own in mind, they were long-term ones rather than immediate plans; she rarely knew where the week, let alone the day, would take her. Today was no exception, and she padded down into the luscious little valley with ease, noting her surroundings.

This little cut of earth was teeming with more plant life than she'd expected... and animal life apparently, too. A little rodent scuttled out from beneath her paws as she took a large step forward, and she took a deep breath in. She caught a whiff of something else - not any flowers or prey, but another wolf. Intrigued, Kiela strolled onward, on high alert despite the serenity of the place. As far as she was concerned, she couldn't be too careful. That was further proven a few moments later, when she nearly tripped over the form of a stranger, who was perfectly nestled in the tall grasses. She managed to halt just before stepping on him, reeling backwards and clearing her throat. Sneaking up on other wolves wasn't really her idea of a good time, and she figured it'd be best to let him know he wasn't alone here after all, his nap be damned.