[Private, for Meinx]

Her stride was at a quick pace, her paws leading her through Arcanum's territories. The plains and moor were thoroughly mapped in her mind as she renewed the scent markers and checked the borders. At least it was something useful the militant could put herself to do. She fluffed out her thick maple coat, which had grown longer to suit the winter season. The snow was only ankle deep with occasional flecks falling upon her fur. Pale sunlight glimmered through the heavy clouds and numbing breezes powerfully blew through the open plain. Through the emptiness of the dawn she felt like the ruler of these lands but alas, she was not. Only a follower she was. "Speech"

OOC: This is so late! i completely forgot, i hope you'd like to continue this though, i promise ill be quick on replies!

The woman would carry herself across Arcanum lands, feeling no need to patrol just yet, knowing Cataleya had already swept the area not so long ago. Meinx would stretch her long limbs, a yawn sliding past the edge of her tongue, pushing past ebony lips. The woman would simply stand where she was for the time being, letting the wind play against her messy curls, captivating her frame. Her eyes would quickly survey her home, with no one in sight. Everyone must be sleeping, The beta would turn directions, finally spotting the other form which lurked by. Perhaps now it was time to get to know some of the members better. Her pace would stay rather slow, though it wouldn't take long to meet the other. Meinx had met her briefly before, perhaps in training? Ah yes, her name was Aislin wasn't it? " Lonely?" The Adravendi would call, a brow raising slightly, what was the woman up to?

[It's alright, take your time with replies]

Her head turned, gaze resting upon the bronze female who had spoken. The name had been tossed around in her mind, Meinx, was it not? The Gouverneur of Arcanum? It seemed they had not formally met, however introductions could always be made. "Perhaps," The warrior murmured smoothly, curling her lips into a sweet grin. Some would be asleep at this hour, but somehow slumber did not satisfy her. Pointless, it was. The thought of loneliness pondered her mind. It wasn't the exact word that would describe her bitter emotions. The cold solitary feeling was something she always felt. Always enjoyed. Some of Arcanum resided with family, she did not. Socializing wasn't a great interest of hers, although she needed to get herself on the good side of most of these high ranking wolves if she was to achieve anything. She had to make herself more known within the pack. "And yourself? You seem to be alone."