Her pale paws would carry her over the land silently, she was still on the search for the rare herbs she and Symphony would be collecting. She was not as prepared for the winter as she should have been as the land was plunged into the cold. Thankfully the weather was usually very easy on the wolves who lives in the East, and she needn't worry as much. There were always freak storms that could take you by surprise so she still wanted to make sure they were as stocked as possible. She was distracted suddenly by an odd sound. She would have attributed it to another of her kind, the long wailing sound of a pitied howl. The idea left her though because it never ended. The singing would entice the girl and she would make her way to the source. Speech,

Weariness settled over him like a thick blanket, though not because of the drunken stupor he was in a day or two ago, it was from the long swim he had in getting back to the mainland. Jack had traveled from the Ibis Islands, back to the mainland for a reason that was not yet decided upon save for the fact that he wanted to get out and explore. With him being the only one inhabiting the lone island, life was quite dull and boring. He hoped it would change, however, when he was able to find followers and create a pack of his own that would be one of the best in Alacritis. Or so he dreamed of anyway.

At last, the man would come to rest at the entrance to the strange caverns. Russet colored head would tilt as he listened to the sounds that came from within, and when he peeked around the entrance he could see a figure moving within. Jack was never one to be afraid, and so he would approach the stranger with a swayed step. "Strange place this is eh? Seems as if the departed souls come straight here after they leave their bodies." he would comment, a first for him as he usually had some smart comment or remark. But this place was different, it had a strange and surreal air about it, that not even he would dare to anger.

Had the cave not been obviously the one to be singing the ivory she wolf would have certainly assumed it to be the wolf standing outside of it. She would adorn a smile at her approach, the man seeming not to be much of a threat, his words would betray what he was thinking. They would mirror Song's own thoughts. "Strange place this is eh? Seems as if the departed souls come straight here after they leave their bodies." She would nod, and her opinion would fall from delicate jaws, It certainly sounds that way. Angelic voice would accompany his own. She would keep herself a respectable distance away, but her visage would be pointed towards the mouth that held her attention. It was certainly an odd place and she was not one to let slip such a fantastic opportunity to learn and explore. With her head lowered and strained towards the wind she would listen intently to the natural melody. It's eerily beautiful. Speech,