The perfect combination in existence -- of Maija's beauty and Taurig's hardworking features -- briskly jogged towards Arcanum's borders. Hesitation did not come to her this time, for it had prevented her from visiting the first time she ever appeared. A smile swiftly crossed her features as she remembered the entertainment that came from her arrival the last time. He was certainly a handful of fur and muscle, but she had enjoyed the attention and the pleasure that came from the interaction. Pandora's body had tingles run down her crown to her toes, making her skin prickle and a sigh leave her lips. Time was not to be wasted, however, so she continued at a steady pace to her mother's new home.
After meeting with Freya a few days before, she found out that two of her family members had found safety within Arcanum's borders. Such dark rumors circled the pack and its name, but Pandora didn't let them bother her. Her mother may have become darker since Taurig's disappearance, but that didn't mean she didn't love her children. Since Pandora was the apple of her mother's eye (vanity, of course, made this a perfect explanation), she figured the golden-furred beauty would always feel this way.
Confident, golden-dipped paws crossed over the colorful border, making unseen swirls dance around her limbs. Eyes of turquoise blue blinked and kept a look out for any signs of her mother. She didn't know Maija had chosen her home in the Moor, but Pandora would have avoided going there anyway. Maija didn't care about getting dirty; Pandora was still high-strung about getting one single fur follicle out of place. Nose became more focused as she honed in on any piece of life nearby that resembled her mother. She was ready to see her and become united with the divine entity of golden bitchiness.







"Speech"

This is my world This is my choice Her mother was going to kill her. She was wandered off, snuck away without notice by some miracle. She would wandered through the moor until she found the plains. She hadn't been here since the meeting, and her mother hadn't allowed her much time to explore before taking her back home. She would wander aimlessly, audits swiveling, nostrils quivering. This place was so different from the place her mother called home. Snow covered the ground! She had never seen snow before. She would leap and bound through it, squealing with delight. It was so cold though. The frozen substance clung to her pelt as she continued to play, stopping only when a strange scent caught her attention. She would halt, falling silent. Uncertainty filled her as she looked around, spotting a tall dark wolf approaching. Ears fell back. She didn't know this wolf, this wolf wasnt at the pack meeting. Suddenly she would regret coming out to explore alone. But rather than running and hiding, she would stance her ground. Hackles bristled as a low growl slipped from her lips. Her tiny attempt at looking intimidating. This was her home! <3 And you're the drug that gets me throughEcaterina

Pandora had been sniffing, looking for any signs of Maija's beautiful existence. Alas, nothing really stuck out to the cobalt beauty that signified her mother's presence. Hope was about to be dashed, when it was cast aside by something totally distracting. A large mound of snow leaped up from the ground, only to grow legs and firmly stand a few feet from her. Pandora watched with fascination as her own legs slowed their walk. The snow mound continued to grow, sprouting dark ears and bright green eyes. When a muzzle broke through the snow, Pandora's heart jumped. It was a snow puppy! The pup shook off all of the present fur and showed her defenses, something Pandora had been used to seeing from Maija whenever Taurig's name had been brought up. If she had been bigger, Pandora would have been afraid, even petrified, but this time it didn't happen. Instead, she could only think one thing: cuuuute! The pup's fur was sticking out on all ends, making her look crazy with her small incisors bared. Pandora raised an eyebrow to the little girl and spoke, Romanian accent slightly thicker than before due to her age. "Hello, young lady. I hope I didn't scare you." She had the faint scent of Maija upon her body, despite the snow wetting her fur and the layers beneath. Talk like this

This is my world This is my choice The woman would halt and speak. As soon as the worlds left her dark lips, the girl would freeze. Brows would furrow as she approached, keeping her defenses up though. "You sound like my mama." She would accuse the woman, pointedly looking her up and down. She didn't look like mama, she didn't smell like mama. Her tail curled above her narrow hips, as she craned her head back to look at the woman. She was pretty. Perhaps she could bring this impostor home to mama. Or maybe the queen would like her! "Who are you?" She would demand again. Her fur stuck out in all directions, snow still clinging to her. The cold was beginning to get to her, but she refused to show this stranger weakness! Her little legs were squared as she impatiently stared at the stranger before her. Emerald eyes were narrowed with defiance. This lady was t-tres-trespassing! And you're the drug that gets me throughEcaterina

The girl's suspicion and lack of trust immediately reminded Pandora of her mother. While Maija didn't show anger or distrust around her family, the cobalt babe knew that she had a tough life before her own existence. Her smile softly broadened when the young girl told her that her voice sounded like her mama's. Ahhh, so this must be her sibling...wait. Pandora's eyes widened and she twitched her nose again to recollect the scent. Yup, she smelled like Maija. Talked like Maija...Then that must mean...Oh damn! What had she missed?! In the time it took for Pandora to realize who the small girl was, the nameless baby had walked closer, stopping in front of her to tilt her head and question her identity. Pandora couldn't help but feel endearing as she shook all over, displaying the many golden waves that showed their beauty once they began moving. She looked down at her, leaned her head to the side, and perked her golden-backed ears. "Pandorrrra," was her answer, white teeth slowly exposing by the rise of her upper lip due to her smile. "Your older sister." "Speech"

This is my world This is my choice She would studying the stranger just as she studied her. Eyes remained narrowed as she waited for an explanation. And when it came, she immediately thought the woman was lying. "Mama never told me I had a sister." She would frown, looking distrustfully at the darker woman. A bright smile would curl her 'sisters' lip, her expression open and friendly. But how did she know she was really her sister. She would lean back, her hackles falling flat, but she still examined the stranger closely. Could she really be her sister? She had golden markings, but her coat was entirely dark for the most part. Suspicion remained in her verdant gaze, darling her expression. She would need her mother to confirm this. Her tiny body stood tall. How had no one come looking for her? Or even noticed that this stranger was trespassing. She was growing impatient and ready to storm back to her mother to demand answers. And you're the drug that gets me throughEcaterina