Oceanic Dwell

Lazuli was again with her task of exploring the lands around her pack, and beyond. And explorer of heart and soul nothing could stop her from doing what she loved to do from a very young age. She could be considered clumsy and too goofy, but it was the way her brain did to shield her from painful memories of the past, an earned facade in reality. As she walked quickly she heard an snarl. Making her stop in her tracks. Tilting her head to the side she looked around, trying to locate the sound. "Hi?" The asked to the wind, her small form barely visible under the night. Her face reflected more curiosity than fear.

"speech"