She felt so lost. Growing up, she had been the least adventerous of her siblings and now that she had no place to call home, she realized that had been a dire mistake. The young girl swallowed uneasily, light brown eyes taking in the unfamiliar area with unease. Over the weeks since Secret Woodland's disbandment, Enia had grown thinner, no thanks to the gifts that winter brought and the lack of prey that littered the area. Despite the knawing hunger in her stomach, the Athseila girl pushed on, desperate to find some semblance of someone she knew. The Woodlands never truly received any visitors since her birth, and if they did she hardly noticed them. She would have continued on had she not noticed a distinct scent that smelt quite different than everything else around the area.

Curious, the young girl's paws took her in the direction that the scent was strongest, brown eyes scanning the snowy terrain in curiosity. When her gaze settled on someone else, the young girl's tail wagged enthusiastically, a smile painted on her lips. Maybe this woman could tell her something! Her steps were hurried as she stepped forward, "Excuse me, d'you know where I am?" Brown eyes lit up with innocence and kindness, but beneath it all was confusion and fear.

Subconsciously, the young girl's nostril's flared, taking in the unfamiliar scent of the woman in front of her and unwillingly committing it to memory. The woman was much larger than her and in retrospect, Enia probably should have thought about rushing up to her in the manner she had. The thought did not even cross her mind. The young Athesila's tail wagged behind her quickly, glad that she found someone that could finally give her some information.

Eyebrows creased in confusion when the other woman spoke, speaking of places that were unfamiliar to her, places that she had yet to travel to. As a child, Enia spent most of her time in the boundaries of Secret Woodlands. Now that all of her family was gone - her father included - her lack of adventure surely had its disadvantages. Ears flattened on her head, glancing around nervously at the unfamiliar forest. One word, however, caught her attention and her ears immediately snapped back up, a hopeful expression in her features. Willow.

While their relationship with their allies had not been the strongest towards the end of Secret Woodland's time, Enia did know that her father always stressed the important of their allies and how her grandmother had fought so hard to put them into place. Perhaps there was someone in the willows that could give her guidance! Laughing nervously, the girl shifted from paw to paw, "Excuse my poor manners. I didn't even ask your name. I'm Enia Athesila."

The woman seemed kind enough, she even offered up a smile, which made Enia's tail wag ethusiastically. The young girl's eyes brightened with the knowledge that this woman seemed to know where she was from but in that same instance the brightness faded in a dull sadness. The girl's dark ears pressed down against her head, the reality of her situation being presented to her once again. The girl's ear twitched at the next piece of information given out. Does that mean that she's part of-. The Athesila's mouth opened in a 'o' at the other woman's introduction. The young girl flushed dipping her head in respect to the woman in front of her - because that's what she was suppose to do right? She had seen others do it when they say her mother or father, it only made sense.

Clearing her throat, Enia did her best to articulate her thoughts, "It's nice t' meet you. Uhh..I was a part of Secret Woodlands. We disbanded after the passing of my father not too long ago." A deep frown pulled on the young girl's face, ears pinning back against her head again. It was not something she particularly liked to think about. There was just so much pain and now there was no one she had to rely on.

Maybe it would have been better if she would have just left with her mother and brother. They were her family, after all. It just felt so wrong. The idea of leaving to lore. It seemed preposterous that her mother would even suggest a thing. That after her father's death, Secret Woodlands was no more. If Enia had been honest, everything seemed to go downhill the moment her father had gotten sick. Everything had been thrown out of balance and it only made matters worse when her mother went away for such a long time. This woman in front of her kind of reminded her of the former Woodlands Queen in a way. She had an air of compassion about her that Enia was instantly drawn to. A deep frown pulled on Enia's lips. She had no one. Her mother, Adimar, Pax...they were all gone. Her throat felt dry and all Enia could do in response was shake her head. But the woman continued. She wanted to say no, that she was going to find somewhere, going to build something that would make her father proud, but what was it that he always said? Allies were one of the most important variables in their life.

The young girl swallowed thickly, brown eyes sad. She nodded her head, voicing her thoughts, "I would like that a lot...thank you." she paused for a moment before continuing, "My dad said that I could be a good scout, but I can do something else if you need m'to..." She trailed off, unsure of what to say. In Secret Woodlands, Enia always felt sure of her place within the pack. Why shouldn't she? Her parents had been the leaders and she had gone everything in her power to ensure that they were happy with her and the work she did to ensure the best for the pack. Trying to impress others were never on the top of the young Athesila's priority list.