The young spitfire had risen with a certain determination. Technically, she was a princess now and perhaps she should start acting like it. Carefully the girl shook the leaves and dirt from her pelt before leaving the den. Despoina would be a name that was remembered throughout all of Alacritis and perhaps beyond. She kept her head elevated as she debated what it would be like to be a good princess and perhaps a future queen. Should she behave in a regal manner or just be herself? These were the debates that ran through the young girl's mind as she walked. She kept her eyes peeled as she compartimentalized so she could do several things at once.
Her glowing yellow eyes spotted another figure moving in the distance. She dipped her head to the side slightly in a small bout of confusion before letting a grin slide across her face. "Hello!" The words were in the form of a soft bark as she ran forward towards the other Pantheon member. "Hi there!" She was eager to meet more wolves. She felt like she knew this wolf but she could not be sure if it was just some kind of mistake or not.
