almost as romantic as an abandoned theme park

Kaija felt a newly renowned sense of purpose after running into Ophelia again recently. Life was a little bit brighter now; not that she'd been depressed or anything, but it was admittedly hard being on her own for so long without any of her family to run into and romp around with. Though she liked her independence more than anything, she liked running into others fairly often too. Of course, she came and went as she pleased with little regard for those she left behind, but a quiet boring existence hadn't proved very satisfying for her. At least now that she was near Ophie and knew where she was staying she had plenty of opportunities to spend time with her - and drag her around on adventures sometimes too.

Still she had her responsibilities though which left Kaija with plenty of time to go wherever her paws took her. Today she'd found her way to a super strange structure near the coast, something she'd seen from quite a distance away and thought she wanted to check out. Upon further inspection, she decided it was like nothing she'd ever seen before, and her eyebrows furrowed in concentration as she drew closer and tried to scope it out from a distance.

The air from the sea was bitter-cold, even for someone who'd grown quite used to the chill of the north. Kaija picked up her pace, strong legs carrying her across the barren land until she was practically colliding with the ship. Only then did a vaguely familiar scent reach her nose, something that took her a very long time to place, which wasn't at all surprising given how long it'd been since her brief encounter with this wolf.

Warily she slowed near the deck, which was half-froze into the earth, and slowly placed a paw on it. Only when Deus came into view did she let out an amused little snort, the sound louder than she expected it would be as it bounced off the steel structure ahead of her. It felt strangely foreboding as it loomed at her paws, the remnants of a time long since passed, sticking out of the surrounding land like a sore thumb. "Didn't expect to see a familiar face here," she admitted, letting out a little chuckle. Her days in Valhalla seemed so far in the past that she wasn't sure she even related much to the wolf she'd been back then, just a kid, though she had a sneaking suspicion that she'd left an impression on the slightly older wolf before her.