I'm a leaf on the wind

The petite English lass was wandering about, wondering where to go next. It was winter, and her already fairly thick coat was plush with wintry protection, so she could go anywhere, really. Should she settle down in a pack? Nah, responsibilities didn't seem like very much fun at the moment. Her gold dipped banner swung jovially at her hocks, a small tune humming through the air around her as she strolled about without a care in the world. Despite the sickness that had ravaged the lands, she'd remained safe. Maybe her purity of heart had saved her? As if, she wasn't deluded, contrary to popular belief. No doubt it was her good old British grit and determination that had kept her from being infected.

Twilight coloured optics roamed over the landscape, taking in the odd ebony beach and wondering if there was something in the water that did this. There were odd chemicals in the water, and some places reacted funny to them. Her tea cupped creamy paws were sure on the dark sand, and the form of another wolf sprawled out joyously on the sand a little ways away attracted her attention. The obvious glee in their carefree, haphazard posture drew her in like a moth to a flame, eager to see why this stranger was so happy. Had something wondrous befallen them? Or were they the kind of wolf who found joy in every aspect of life? Either answer would bring the same reaction from the English dame, so she simply kept going with a small smile playing upon her dark lips.

As she approached, the lady called out a casual, kind greeting. "Good morning, stranger!" She exclaimed, thick accent wrapped about her melodies as always. Her smile grew, kind and curious. Her violet blue gaze sparkled with mirth, and she stopped a short distance from the strange wolfess. "Mind if I join you?" The cream and gold femme would inquire gently, raising a brow as she slowly lowered her haunches to the onyx stained terra below.