She was lost in more sense than one. Lirim was no longer a thing. Her father was gone. She had drifted apart from her brother and whatever family she had left. She never found the man she had started falling in love with. She was mess. And now, she was walking the edge of a land she didn't know but had heard about. The moon was high in the sky, painting the ground a surreal shade of gray and silver as shadows danced across the ground. Fog had rolled in from the nearby forest, limiting her vision even further. She hadn't eaten yet today, but she was too tired to hunt. All she wanted to do at the moment was try to find a safe place to rest for a few hours at least, before finally deciding what she wanted to do.

That was another problem in itself. She was born in Lirim and had lived there her entire life. Now that it didn't exist, where else did she go? She didn't really know any other packs other than Valhalla, but she was afraid to face her brother. She had taken her fathers death pretty hard, and she still felt heartbroken over it. She hadn't spoken to Torin since, and she had nothing but guilt looming over her. Maybe starting fresh somewhere else would help...but she didn't know where to go for that...

Feeling tired, she stumbled along until she swore she heard the snap of a twig and the familiar sound of wings in the air. Her head perked as she stopped mid-stride, bi-colored gaze staring into the darkness that bordered the forest. "Wh-who's there?!"

He didn't know where he was. Didn't know how he got here. All he knew was one minute he was out hunting in the northern woods, and the next...he was here. This was definitely nowhere near where he last remembered...he had a fierce headache though, and as he stumbled to his feet, he winced at the pain. "What the fuck..." His chest and forelegs felt warm and sticky. The strong scent of blood heavy in the air. He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment before he opened them again, trying to figure out what happened and why he was covered in blood. He tried to get his bearings, but with it being night time and foggy, he had no clue where he was. "Where did you bring me you bastard?" He whispered to himself.

He stumbled along, head pounding and making him feel disoriented. "Guys...are you around?" His companions were...well...he wasn't sure. Definitely not with him. "Fuck..." Well...the only thing he could think to do right now was find a spot to sleep and wait till morning. But he didn't want to sleep covered in blood. So instead, he walked along in search of some water, but as he looked for that, he ended up stepping on something that made an audible snap and scared a bird or something. Not only that, but a moment later someone spoke, asking who was there. Relieved to know he wasn't out here alone, he sought out the owner of the voice until he emerged from the trees and found a smaller woman. "Hey! I didn't mean to spook you. Do you know where I am?"

She watched and waited. Taking a few steps back from the tree line as she heard the sound of heavy foot steps getting closer. The heavy stench of blood was in the air, causing her ears to flatten and her tail to tuck, fur bristling with alarm. A moment later, a blood red wolf emerged from the darkness, or at least...judging by the glow from the moon, she could barely make out the deep red of his coat...unless that was the blood...she stepped back further in alarm, pausing only when he spoke and asked her where he was. "I...uh...you're in the east. Near the volcano." Her nostrils flared at the strong scent of blood. She didn't know if the blood belonged to a prey animal, or if it was from another wolf...maybe even his own? "Stop where you are please." Her voice wavered a bit, but it was mostly because of the uncertainty she felt being in this place. Not to mention that a wolf much larger than her covered in blood had suddenly appeared out of nowhere it seemed. "Is that your blood...?" She questioned, trying to sound more confident.

In the...East? Crimson gaze turned to find the towering mountain he once called home. She was right. He started walking forward, only to be told to stop where he was. He did stop, noting the wavering tone in the strangers voice. "Is that your blood...?" He looked down at himself, forgetting for a moment that he was stained with blood. "Um..." Asides from the headache he had, he didn't feel like he had any wounds on him..."I...don't know..." Shit. Probably the wrong thing to say. "Er, what I meant by that was um...It might be something I was hunting? I'm not sure, honestly. I...I think I blacked out or something." He sighed as he sat down, rubbing his head with a paw as the headache continued to pound away. Only instead of going away, it was getting stronger. "Sorry if I scared you. What's your name?" He asked, trying to distract himself from the pain and the confusion he felt.

He seemed unsure about her question. Which only caused her to take another step back. He didn't seem like he was hostile...in fact, he seemed really confused about where he was. She would get confirmation about his confusion soon enough when he said he didn't remember and that he had blacked out. Her head tilted a bit, brows furrowing. Was that normal? she couldn't recall a time where she had ever blacked out...he also didn't look hurt or anything. Didn't see or smell any remnants of another wolf anywhere...maybe he had been hunting and whatever he was hunting had kicked him in the head or something. The crimson male apologized for scaring her and asked her name. "Kairi. And it's alright I guess...it's pretty late to be out and the fog doesn't help anything..." She glanced around for a moment, making sure there wasn't anyone else around. So far, it seemed to just be the two of them. "What's your name? Do you remember anything before you ended up here?"

Kairi...it was a pretty name. Even at night under the light of the moon she looked pretty. She had reddish tones to her fur, marked by black and pale cream. Bi-colored eyes of blue and yellow were interesting to see, too. "Yeah it is late..." He murmured to himself. "My name is Ignis. I don't remember too much but...I guess the last thing I remember was being up North trying to hunt and then I woke up here...covered in blood. " Eehh, that didn't sound too good either. "Which I guess means I caught whatever I was hunting! It's not mine and I don't remember fighting with anyone, haha." He didn't want to scare her, so he tried to make light of the situation. He winced again as the headache pounded harder in his skull, but he tried to brush it off so he could get his bearings and either find a spot to rest or head back home. "Sorry, I don't remember much other than that. Anyway, I didn't mean to frighten or bother you. I'm sure you've got things to do so I'll uh...I dunno..." head back home? Find somewhere to sleep? He knew he was closer to Abaven...but he didn't think going there was a good idea right now. Not after what happened with him and Corvus..