She moved in silence, darkness her veil as careful paw placement allowed her to move with the gracefulness of a cat. She had no destination in mind, her paws had taken the wheel and moved her along in attempt to clear her mind of the constant thought of him. Since their meeting, he'd been on her mind more than usual, she dreamed of him much more frequently and they were beginning to feel so real she swore a time or two that she could feel the warmth of his flesh alongside hers and she would lean further into his embrace with pure content. Often she'd startle herself awake, her breathing deep and quick, and her mind a complete jumble of mess that the only way to clear it was to busy herself with border patrol. She knew better than to trust these dreams, it had been a week or more since their last encounter and Lachesis had yet to venture back toward the mount and she was much too prideful to venture to his pack this soon, not with her emotions in a total down spin but that didn't mean she hadn't thought of him everyday since then.

In an effort to keep her mind from wandering to naive wants and needs she sought out the southern end of the Lore for adventure, taking a path that could lead to one of the neighboring packs on the mountain if she ventured long enough but far enough that she wasn't directly in their land--the happy median was Mount Hollow. She enjoyed the eerie silence, noticing that the temperature had dropped and concluded that it probably had to do with the altitude, walking along she wondered if there were others up at this time of night like her, wandering around like ghosts, and kept a keen eye on any movement in case she ran into someone else.

And then she heard it, the sound of someone approaching and it stopped so abruptly she couldn't quite tell the exact location but that didn't matter because the wolf no sooner spoke, giving her words of advice to boot. She studied him a moment, the darkness made it hard for her to determine every detail about him but she could tell that they were similar in size and weight, with him being only vaguely larger. She recalled his comment, about her being all alone and it not being safe and for a moment she glanced around her, nervous that perhaps this wolf would have her ambushed or ideas of the sort--her past made her anxious around unfamiliar males--but nothing happened and no one came. She spoke finally, her ears falling backward on her head, "It's probably not so safe out here for you either, but here we are." she said, though the words had less venom in them then it seemed and without realizing it she shivered with the passing of a gust of freezing wind. It definitely was getting colder, "Bastet...you?" she asked, wondering if he had caught the scent of the Cove by now, never considering that she was very much still in heat. 

She couldn't help studying him further, noticing once she had come closer that his eyes were a emerald green; a handsome contrast with his pelt. She didn't quite relax, even when he mentioned that he was great at defense but she could feel the muscles of her mouth pull into some sort of smile in a effort to grow more comfortable around him but she only managed to tense with another strong gust of wind. She was ready for thr warmer weather, as long as it didn't grow too unbearably hot. "You look like quite the fighter," she offered him, knowing that the statement was subjective at best. She took in his name, remembering it for future reference in case they would run into each other another time before answering his question."I needed a walk. It doesn't hurt that I ran into you though." she said, inhaling deeply despite the chill that overcame her and came just a bit closer, eyes finding his beautiful green without issue. " your scent I have never come across it before is your pack nearby?" she would be happy to know that there was not one but two neighboring packs that she would have the opportunity to visit.

He came closer and she watched him without movement, her eyes traveling over him and stopping on the bright color of his eyes. Though she couldn't quite tell in the darkness, she figured they had to be either a dark brown or dark green and his pelt was pale, perhaps tawny in color but then again the darkness often played tricks on her vision. She noticed him looking her over too and for a moment she felt a tingle of nervousness, as though he were searching her with a specific purpose but she didn't particularly take him as a threat, despite the scent of heat that traveled from her. "That's good to note." she started off, backing from him ever so slightly and mentioning, "it's probably best if you stayed a distance from me, I don't need the confusion." she suspected he knew what she meant, considering her stench had been the primary smell since her arrival and when he complimented her she merely smiled, not wanting to continue on something when there clearly was nothing there. He gave his pack name, some information she could actually use, and she stored it almost immediately and after nodding her head she spoke. " I have never heard of your pack before, or your scent but then again I'm one of the newer members." she said, with all honesty. He asked for her pack name and for some reason she hesitated, wondering if it was a good idea to give him that information but since he had been so transparent with her she assumed it wouldn't hurt to return the gesture. "Fallen Tree Cove. We're just up the mountain, but you probably already know that." she said, and before she forgot to ask, "who leads Aurora Heights?"