nice to meet you

Onyx had recovered from her bed ridden state from the ooze crystals and was slowly getting back into work herself. She felt so useless in the den not able to hunt or train, and now she had to build her strength back up.

She came across a woman who was wandering the sound, she seemed to be on the search for something. Moving forward, she took in the woman's scent, recognizing it as Abaven. Not many wolves came up to the northern lands these days, but with the warmer weather it must have drawn them in. Onyx knew how to be polite, but she wasn't really. When she approached the woman, she carefully nodded in greeting. "You are from Abaven?" She had a general curiosity of other packs because of the way Incendium fell. She could only assume Incendium was not normal. "Me and my family used to be of Incendium. Can you tell me about your pack?"

"Onyx"