Ava was glad to hear Narime would be staying within the lands; she could find friend and food here easily, and would likely end up in one of the current four packs. The Poisoned female was yet unaware of a neighboring group gathering nearby in the Willows that would eventually become the female's home. Perhaps she might even find her father, who knew? She hadn't even been in Relic Lore that long, yet she'd met plenty of wolves, and there were still so very many out there that she hadn't met, perhaps some that she never would. Though she'd had meetings with a wolf of each of the other packs, it'd only been one or two of them, and there was always an abundance of loners coming and going. Her chances were not as bad as they could be.

She was understanding when the female had other business to attend to; Ava knew she ought not to stray too far from Lost Lake any time soon as well. Pleasantly she smiled and nodded to the youth. "You will be greeted warmly if you visit our borders. Best of luck to you." Then the female made her exit, bounding off into the red flowers. Happier than she had been before, Ava felt no immediate desire to follow the ghostly figure. Her etheral trance had been broken; it was just a friendly girl, not a silver shadow enigma. Once Narime had disappeared, the black-coated female returned her gaze to the mushrooms. Perhaps Chantille would know what to make of them. Ava snapped a few of the fungi, as well as some shoots from the fireweed, and began her trip back.