Lonely Star

starlight, starbright

It had taken time, but Eirnan had successfully navigated the group out of the completely treacherous terrain that had come with the Lake to the north west. She was quite thankful for that, but now her sights were set elsewhere. Her sights were set on getting them south where things would be warmer and hopefully a little easier for the winter weather. There were two things that mattered to her in this world: family and survival. She had one but she was perpetually clawing for the other, desperate to take it into her grasp. She was scouting ahead of her love and his brother, getting a lay of the land in the forest up ahead as she finally found herself out of the woods… just, not in the literal sense.

She was tracking the stars in the sky, moving opposite the north star that shone so brightly in the night to make her way farther south. It truly was a beautiful night, and she felt blessed to be able to venture during it. She knew soon she would need to be returning to Quinn and Caedmon, but for now she could simply enjoy the nature of her surroundings. She was minding her own business and continuing on her way when a scent in the air caught her attention, curiously moving towards it. It was the smell of another wolf. Admittedly, she had encountered no one despite her travelling companions in quite some time and felt apprehensive but excited at the idea of meeting someone new.

She just wasn’t expecting to encounter a wolf who could easily tower over her. She stood easily a foot taller than Eirnan, but she was confident and never one to back away from someone just for their size. The woman in front of her would even tower over Caedmon. “A beautiful night, is it not?” She made her presence known with the soft words and a friendly smile. She tried to make it a habit to greet everyone with kindness unless they proved to not return it. She preferred to leave the fighting to Caedmon rather than herself. He was more capable anyway. “My parents showed me these stars, gave them names.” She mused as a way to try and initiate a conversation. She was starved for social interaction.

"Eirnan"