Moira was still hanging around the same spot, close enough to visit the girl who’d saved her from the ice patch on the mountain and close to where she’d hunted that ram. She had hoped to see that wolf again, so she’d stayed nearby hoping to catch their scent.

It had been two season now, the summer sun was beating down into her golden frame as she wandered around. She was beginning to lose hope in seeing that woman again. She was intrigued by her but more so, she was hoping for another free meal. One she didn’t have to work for.

She wandered deeper into a tree line, decidedly to leave the area and onto the next. She needed to go out and find a warmer spot to call home now that it was summer. She wanted to get away from the snow.

She casually walked through the trees, carefully as to not get sticks and leaves in her fur, or mud on her paws. She didn’t feel like taking a bath and redoing her appearance if she got dirty today.

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The taiga was bathed in the warm glow of the early summer sun- her surroundings seemed to come alive with the buzzing of insects and the sweet scent of blooming flowers. As she made her way through the territory- her steps were light, but purposeful. Even still, she wandered with no particular destination in mind. The air was alive with the vibrant energy of the season, and Aurelia reveled in the brief moments of freedom she was allotted. However, with the shift of the wind, she suddenly came to a stop. An impish smirk playing out across her features.

As Aurelia caught the scent of the strange woman, she felt a sense of intrigue and curiosity rise within her. The yellow fae was a stranger to the Sound, and Aurelia approached the situation with an air of playful mystery. She simply couldn't help herself as she made her way toward Moira, her steps confident and her eyes glinting with mischief. "Well, well, what do we have here?" she purred, her voice carrying a teasing tone. She hesitated as she drew close in a conversational distance., taking in the sight of the golden wolf with an appraising gaze. "A wanderer, aren't you? Haven't seen your face around here before."

Aurelia's confident stance radiated an air of control. She leaned in slightly, keeping a comfortable distance between them. "You give off the impression that you're up to something," she said, her voice laced with casual curiosity and a hint of intrigue as she tilted her head to the side. The playful glint in her eyes suggested that she was ready for adventure and mischief. "But that's okay, we all are here." She finished with a mischievous edge, leaving a clear implication that she wasn't the only one who resided in the Polar Sound for now.

"Aurelia Veratti"