Canta was not a particularly confidant wolf, nor rather social, but more and more she found herself heading towards the place where she had met her new aunts and uncles. Her sister and mother had embraced the new additions to her family so maybe she should as well, as hard as it was for her. She sniffed the air, noting the scent marker of the boarder and settled herself in the snow. She wondered if she ought to howl or call to one of them, unsure if there was anyone actually out there. So she instead opted for letting out a little yip. "Speech"

Chocolate paws moved slowly through the territory, his curiosity stopping him here and there as he would sniff the many plants and flowers that grew in this strange land. He hadn't yet exactly decided to join Ludicael, preferring for now to wander around and explore. He didn't want to feel tied down to a pack just yet, perhaps wanting to check out the other lands and see what they were like. Though he loved his family, he figured they would always be family no matter where they were in the world. Family never abandoned one another, so he knew that if he so chose to go elsewhere that he would come to the aid of his family, wherever they should be. A small sound would catch his attention, ears sharply perking in the direction of a small yip. With a head tilt, he would make his way towards the sound. His paws quickly carrying him in the direction of the sound. His runner skills brought him to the scene in a matter of seconds. Stopping on a dime, he saw a familiar form not far from him. "Hey, you're Songs kid aren't you? Erm, Canta I think?" "Speech", Thought, You

Canta was starting to think this was a bad idea. There hadn?t been a wolf who appeared yet but she wasn?t really sure she wanted any to. The girl was really bad with strangers and especially those she was expected to become close too, they might be blood relatives but she wasn?t sure she considered them her family. Still though a scent would announce the approach of one of her ?uncles? though the girl was reluctant to call them that. Of the wolves who had appeared at the impromptu family reunion the males had seemed the most distant, they had seemed the ones that had hurt her mother. Well with the exception of one. Her heart dropped some as the mud colored form moved towards her, his coat color not right to be the friendlier of the males she had met that day. He would rush towards her, causing the girl to take a few involuntary steps back before he stopped easily in front of her. His voice made her ebony ears perk, white underlined eyes shyly rising to meet his. "Um yes?" She managed before trailing off. She could not remember the yearling, there had been to many faces, too many names all at once. She glanced away, feeling a lot more comfortable when she wasn?t looking at him. "Speech"