Moon's Rising in the East

Night was a good time to travel when leaving one den and taking another. Isabella never liked to stay in one den for too long, it would simply let her scent build up in one location and with her size having others know where she lived was nothing short of a danger. A pack would see the end of this movement yet she was still alone but then again that gave her freedom. Moving on with a bit of joy in her heart the fox colored female carried herself with pride and a calm strength and direction.

No energy was waited in her steps, and they were taken to make it clear she was a wolf not a fox as her pelt would sometimes have others think. Not that she needed to be so careful and defensive this late at night but it was in her nature to be strong and show that she was one who was free from the ranks of others. It also helped to show no emotion on her face or hide all she could in her icy blue eyes, no emotion was for the weak.

Then again, they all had emotions as a cry full of it rang in the night. Isabella may have done her best to hide her own feelings but at least she could try to ease those of another, she was cold not heartless. Maybe she could even teach the dangers of howling so in the night and have another be able to master their emotions as well. Well, not in the span of one night but it was a start.

Turning in her path she traced the sound to the water where a female was. The female's pelt reminded her of a badger except for a marking on the side. What was that marking, ah yes a 'cross' as she had been told by the blood stained male. It seemed the sorrowful female was not alone in the night though as another approached her. Isabella approached as well, at a similar distance as the male who seemed younger than them and smelled of a pack. Staying far enough to stay comfortable and not be a threat to either or in danger of them she stood. "A cry of such sorrow in the night tends to draw a crowd it seems."

There, that was advice and advice she was pleased with, it was dangerous to call without knowing who was around and emotion always got attention. Her own voice held none as per usual yet in her heart it felt good to give advice, or what she saw as advice to others. The male offered her company but that wasn't as good as a lesson to be learned. Though she was curious as to why the wolf felt in such a way and it would be rude to just ignore such pain. "Though it seems this time the crowd is not dangerous. Maybe even we can help if you like." The words 'this time' made it clear that not every time would wolves that seemed so open and friendly would show up. Even if she did not like to show emotion or understand those that did, she could at least try to make this one feel better, it was the right thing to do after all if the other wanted them there.