A change in scenery was a constant in her life as she wandered to place after place. She found herself in a beautiful sea of evergreens as she ran off to avoid all contact with other wolves. It had been evident to her over the months that wolves took notice to her rather frightened nature and she felt as if sometimes wolves pitied her. She gulped and she knew she didn't want that. She wanted to be strong and powerful but that wasn't a reality within her grasp. Would she always be this timid? She didn't want to be... but she needed help if she was to snap out of this rather sustained personality. She needed to test the boundaries of her conditions and overcome them but the fact was, it was harder then it seemed.

Be in my eyes. Be in my heart. Be in my eyes ai yai yai. Be in my heart. Her mind shot her words of comfort that were rather ineffective. She remembered when she had met someone who could have effectively comforted her with those words. He was long gone thanks to her Satan father and his Seductress wife.

Ah, the north. Bitter cold, lots of snow. It wasn't for him. No, he preferred warmer climates. The brute froze, movement in the corner of his eye catching his attention. A patch of snow to his left was slowly sinking in on itself like sand in a hourglass. Valentine dodged to his right, taking several quick steps in that direction as the ground behind him suddenly opened up and the snow began pouring into the darkness below. He moved until the snow underfoot felt solid and no longer sunk out from under his hind heels. Yep. He preferred the south. Crisis averted, the giant went on his merry way with a spring in his step. He continued along until the petite form of a fem came into sight. Her scent wafted to him on the breeze and instantly he was smitten. His mind made up, Valentine changed course and began moving towards her. As he did so, he called, "Greetings, Miss!" ""

Hecate had been downwind of the stranger that approached her and had not been paying too much attention to detail so when the man spoke, she was instantly startled. She turned to find the voice matched the gender she had thought. A male stood before her but he seemed too happy. She darted, diving for foliage to hide herself in. She looked at the man, only her snout and eyes poked through the bushes. Who was he had why was he so happy? What was there to be happy about in a world full of cruelty and lies? "W-who-who are y-yo-you?" The question was poised in her normal stuttery voice as she let her fear filled eyes retract so they were covered by the leaves of the bush. She gulped, her muzzle still sticking out. It was then that she realized... she hadn't run. Sure, she had hidden, but she made her presence known and she had talked. She had talked to a boy. With a long sequence of deep breathes, she would wait to see the male's intentions.