There isn't a meaning

*Vahva* · 06-09-2013, 04:38 PM

Vahva was too caught up in her own thoughts to notice the wolf across the river. The winter crystals shining in the moonlight as the girl's red eyes whipped around to see who had spoken. The sparrow quickly hopped off of the branch and flew off. The girls ears perking forward to watch her small companion(only if for a few moments) vanish into the night sky. Again she was left alone, besides for this stranger here. Vahva had a thought to ignore her, but as she thought it rude and she knew her mother would scold her so she stood up and gave a respectful bow. "What brings you out here in the middle of a winters night?" She asked raising her head once more as the two year old flicked her tail. Where this would get her she wasn't quiet sure, but for now she would play along with the games that others loved to play.

See as Vahva was two years of age, she had almost no other contact with wolves besides her mother. Ever since she was separated as a young pup from her pack. So when it came to being social she was unsure what to do while she did try her best. Inexperienced, and longing for some sort of direction to take her life. She was slightly afraid of the outside world, which was why she wanted to find Valhalla as soon as she could. Yet there were obstetrical objects flying out in her path. Vahva was having trouble dodging them that was for sure.

Speech,

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