May It Rise From The Ashes

The whistling willows were a perfect place for gathering certain herbs that did not grow within the ethereal pack lands. So that was the main reason she was here, her fluttering emotions distracted her from every scent and noise she came across for the most part. Though while she was alone, thoughts of epiphron her mother did come to the newly mature girls head. If her mother or any of the other family members found out she was with azalea, what would they do. Arian wasn't sure how she wood handle the rejection, the hatred, after all she just didn't see anything wrong with azalea now that the ice king had gone away. Everyone was happy, yet his spawn remained, that striking some fear. For others the children were allies, like Taurig as she had heard stories of before. But arian was not evil, she just wanted to be herself after losing so much. After placing her faith on so many others only for them to leave her behind. The female wanted to finally find a little bit of independence for herself.

It wasn't until far into these thoughts that she spotted surreal, but arian did not know that this girl was her cousin. Instead her hackles would raise then fall realizing how horrible her first heat was, considering she felt vulnerable while distracted. At least she knew what it was since azalea had told her, but she had never felt anything like it that was for sure. Approaching arian kept a smile on her face, maybe she would figure it out. Figure out that this is here Valhalla remains were. "Hi, I'm sorry if this is your home. It's just some good herbs grow here for me to gather" arian explained. Completely unaware of what interaction would come next.