Good To See You

As she was speaking, she began to wonder why he looked so guilt-wracked. His eyes shifted downward while his ears folded back. She still wasn't sure what he was thinking, and she felt nervous that perhaps he didn't want her here at all. But then he spoke in his soft way, and relief washed over her. He was glad to see her too. His smile warmed her, melting away some of the northern cold that still clung to her weary bones. But guilt was still clear in his expression, and she couldn't help wondering about that. Was he hiding something? Finally he let it spill, the thing that was gnawing at him - he felt ashamed for leaving without finding her first to let her know.

She hadn't expected him to say that at all. Then again, she hadn't known what to expect. His apology caused her anger at his disappearance to return, and she wasn't sure what she would say. She wanted to agree with him, that he should have come found her. But she kept her mouth shut as he went on, and then the real reason came forth - his own pack had vanished. His home, his family. What she'd felt at his disappearance could be only a fraction of the pain and confusion he must have felt upon returning to an empty home. Desperate loneliness and uncertainty must have caused him to go to Threar eagerly. She couldn't blame him for that.

"Your pack... disappeared?" she asked, her brow furrowed, "That's just awful. So you were alone too..." She wasn't accustomed to showing concern for others, so she wasn't sure what else to say. She hoped she could make him feel better about it though, it's not like this was his fault. "Well, don't feel bad about me," she insisted, shaking her head, "I always take care of myself well enough. I just need a warm meal and I'll be good as new. Besides, I knew I'd find you somehow anyways." The last part was said with a grin - it wasn't exactly true, but she wanted to cheer him up a bit by changing her down-trodden mood. It felt better not lingering on those feelings anyways, since none of it mattered now that they'd found each other.

So he was living nearby on the coast. "By the coast, so by the water then?" she asked, her tail waving with interest, "I love the water. I'll have to come see it one day. Well... if Threar allows visitors." She knew some packs could be defensive about random loners wandering in their territory, and angering a pack was not something she wanted to be involved in. But maybe on day... At least Miksa had enough freedom to go wandering at times. "I'll probably stay close in the south, where the willows dance around the streams - it's magical there," she said somewhat wistfully, although as she spoke she wasn't so sure of leaving the east now that she'd found her friend. It's not like I'm done exploring here anyways, maybe I'll find some cool place to stay, she thought hopefully.

"So, what do you think of Threar so far?" she asked, curious as always, "What are the wolves like? Are there many of them?" She wondered just how long he'd been staying there, and what he had been up to since joining them. Had he made other friends? Found himself a rank or someone to teach him? There were many things she could ask, but she didn't want to overwhelm him, for she knew he was much quieter than she was.