A lone impish figure strolls slowly through the thick mist, her volcanic gaze peering toward the horizon as her eyes search for a missing phantom. Haunting thoughts of her past engulf her mind, her nose desperately inhaling surrounding scents as she hopes to catch a whiff of the woman who used to live here. Artemis... Despite everything the two had been through, she couldn't shake their memories from her mind. Even though deep down she knew searching for Artemis was a waste of time, she couldn't help herself. A part of her still believed she would find the ghost lingering here, as if she had never left the dreadful soulless forest. Heading towards what used to be their den, her pace quickens, and the viper that clings to her throat gently tightens his grasp. A warning growl rumbles within her throat to remind the viper not to squeeze too hard. "Speech"

Somehow she'd lost Steel again, though they usually travelled together sometimes the pair wandered away. It was usually easy enough to find him so as she walked she did so with out anxiety. They still hadn't found his siblings yet, but their journey was not complete yet. She wouldn't rest until they'd completed the mission. Steel needed her, otherwise he might have given up long before now. The brilliantly colored she wolf would continue on, not knowing where it was she'd come across but it was somewhere she hadn't been. She didn't know what kind of scent she was looking for, but she trusted that if she had any trace of them she'd known who it was. So when the scent of the strange she wolf caught her, there was no doubt this was not one of Steel's siblings. Faria was still curious though, and slowly she'd make her way towards the scent's origin. "Talk" "You" Think

A few moments of time pass before her senses finally detect an odd smell. It certainly wasn't Artemis, which saddened her a bit, but at least she wasn't alone out here. She starts to wonder if another family had moved into the soulless forest, but it wasn't likely since it was always foggy and creepy around here. Curiously she turns away from her previous destination, and makes her way toward the scent instead. It's been a while since shes had a conversation with another wolf. Her walk toward the creature is short as small and beautiful form stands out from the mist. For a moment she is memorized, her fiery gaze trailing the woman from top to bottom. Then it hits her. This isn't the first time shes seen this girl. "You again," She says bluntly.

"Speech"
'thoughts'

Faria didn't recognize the scent, but then again she'd only come in contact with it once before, and she's seen many places and faces since then. As she drew more near though the velvet form would come into view and Ria would slow just a bit. Tilting her head curiously as the other woman adressed her it took a long moment before Faria recognized her. "Oh look, a me." She'd reply, much more amusement in her voice than the red woman held. "I'm Faria, and sorry I've forgotten your name." She'd add, finding enough interest in this company that she would coil her haunches beneath her and linger in the fiery beauty's presence for a while longer. "Talk" "You" Think

Fia only recognized the girl because of her stunning pelt, she has never seen anyone with a design like this other than her. The first time she saw the woman she was envious, but now she is intrigued and attracted to her beauty. Maybe this girl has a sexy brother she can meet... because if she were to ever bear children, the stud would have to be gorgeous and oddly colored like herself. When the girl gives her name Fiamette nods silently, the corners of her lips slightly curling into a faint smirk. "Fiamette." And with that the crimson babe turns away from the girl, her eyes trailing toward the origin of her old den. "What brings you to this forest, Faria? Certainly not the scenery." She inquires. Surely she had a reason for being here of all places in Alacritis. Speech