A ghost from the past

The little Star had looked between the two wolves who could help guide her to a possible member of her own bloodline, hopes held high, but also on edge for what their meeting could also lead to many dead ends. One’s she would attempt to get a paw in even if it meant she would have to travel around by herself with her little dove. The travel was a means to finding a family possibly long lost to help her mother heal further, to make her the brightest star among them all. Oh yes that was what she wanted most from mother to beam, to shine all on her own like she had all of her young life.

It was with the voice of the wolfess that had drawn her from a hazy daze, words that were kind made her heart flutter with excitement as the she wolf they were looking for was known to be kind? But it seemed as if the lead Mortis knew of had come to an end for she no longer placed her paws with the pack Belle had belonged to. Though she was needed elsewhere? Did that mean she was a healer in her own respect’s? Oh that is something grand in her mind for where she hailed from healers were of a rare breed, only fighters and scholars seemed to be strewn about in numbering forces.

The sound of the dashing males voice had wished her to focus, yes there could be more ways than one to find a wolf! If she held a certain scent that was not normal and could be easy to pick out? It could be an easy thing to find but also all the harder if one did not know the scent that she held. Ebony ears had swiveled up as she tried to think of something to help or even words to offer but her mind was drawing a blank, maybe it was best to allow them to speak while she mulled things over in her own mind.