Dandelion Dreams

It was such a refreshing a pleasant experiene to have a conversation with Alice, she would tell herself again. Such a kind, respectful wolf, perhaps even on a more deeper level, and her voice was quite nice to listen to. Ellis was certainly enjoying herself at least. How they returned compliments to each other, and spoke on a clear, intelligent level... it made the conversation flow smoothly and naturally. If others like Alice, at least in temperment and personality, lingered within these lands then they were certainly a place she would wish to call home.

From the Northeast. Her teal-green eyes would shift in that direction before returning to the golden and cream fae, slowly shaking her head. "No, sadly I do not. I've not been here long... and have been wander much on my own since about eight months of age. I can't really remember the direction I came from anymore. I go where my paws lead me, and to the call of those in need of a set of healer paws. Eventually that brought me here." Ellis didn't seem too sad about this, however. She had learned much in her travels, from different plants and healing techniques to the mannerisms that different packs and wolves might possess.

"I still remember the name of my homeland, however. Soloia. A land heavily touched by winds."