You sort the tunes and I'll bring the beers

ooc. keeping details of the last little while a bit vague

The violet darling has seen an absolutely massive lady leave the borders, heading in the direction of a song that had echoed from close by. At first, she'd been a little awed by the size of the woman, because she looked like she was bigger than Bacc! Then, she was curious to see where she was going. She didn't look like she was going to fight someone, and the call had sounded kinda friendly. The babe felt the pull of adventure, despite remaining a little wary. Bacchus was nowhere to be seen, and she didn't want to have to go search for him. It would take too much time, and she really wanted to be going wherever the tall woman was going. After a moment or two of hesitation, mostly spent looking between the mangrove and the retreating form of the pale woman. Fidgeting and whining with her indecision, the child finally decided to throw caution to the wind. She had to get out there and grab life by the horns, right? Grinning with delight, she bounded after the strange lady from her pack.

She didn't want to bug the big lady, because she wasn't quite comfortable with everyone quite yet. She didn't want to get everyone mad, at least not yet. So, she trailed along at a respectable distance. All the while, she wondered if maybe she'd suddenly hit a growth spurt and get to be big like the other woman. Given her heritage, that was doubtful, but she wasn't aware of that. She was growing nicely now, thanks to a consistent diet and lack of stress. However, her short time spent wandering about, hungry and frightened, had taken their toll. The girl would never quite reach her full potential, not that she would ever know. Alabaster toes crunched over fallen leaves as she bounded along gleefully. The scents of many wolves drifted toward her, and for a moment panic fluttered in her chest. So many wolves. The last time she'd been surrounded by masses, she'd been with her family, living in Arcanum. However, her mommies had kept to the outskirts, and she'd hardly ever seen anyone, just smelled them.

Jovial demeanor would shift toward timidity, head lowering cautiously. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. As she approached, she recognized the place instantly. She'd been here already, when everything was quiet and peaceful. Realization sparked in her, and she lavender pelted girl swallowed a whimper. Everyone was bigger than her. What was worse, the big lady had disappeared into the crowd. Her only scrap of safety was gone, and she was hopelessly lost amid all of the others. Mismatched optics scanned desperately over the crowd, finding only one of a size similar to her own. A young boy, with a chocolate mask upon his face, who seemed to match her in stature. However, he was soundly among all of the others that she didn't feel that approaching him would be good for her emotional stability. Why did she have to be so small? A shadowy figure behind a tree would catch her eye, and curiosity would spark again in her. Were they uncomfortable with all the big wolves too? Cautiously, her pallid toes would carry her across the leaf litter toward the figure. As she approached, she noted they were not much older than her, but a little bit bigger for sure. She hesitated, somewhere in the middle of being on the edge of the gathering and being close to the outcast lupine.

Deciding that she would rather not talk to the mysterious canine, she slumped dejectedly onto her rump. Maybe the lilac babe should have remained back in the mangrove, or waited until she could find Bacc before she came here. Now, she was confused and a little frightened. A low huff would escape her, as she dropped her gaze to the ground. A lifetime of almost constant seclusion had not paid off, evidently. Two toned gaze would drift back to the throngs of wolves, and wonder if she should at least try to make friends.