Naia trotted merrily along her normal path through the Ghastly Woods, a rabbit carcass swinging from her jaws. Catching small game always put her in a good mood- it reminded the young wolf of being at home. Of course, at home she had always had company on a hunt... Naia shook her head slightly to dispel the thought. She didn't want to ruin her good mood by ruminating on her loneliness. Besides, with her luck the moment she wished for company she would stumble across another one of those hateful wolves from the Pass. The small wolf shuddered as she recalled her last meeting with a Pass wolf several days ago... when she asked for his name, the strange brute had screamed, “DEATH” and lunged at her. Now, Naia hadn't been out on her own for very long, and she wasn't sure how wolves outside her birth pack conducted themselves, but she was still fairly certain that fell into the category of 'disturbed behavior'. On the other hand though, perhaps she had unwittingly broken some sort of arbitrary rule of interaction in these parts. She was never going to know for sure until she came across another wolf-- hopefully, a more normal wolf this time..

Just as Naia was wishing she might see another wolf, she stumbled upon the two strangers. There they were, just standing there on her normal path as if they were waiting for her. Shocked, Naia halted a few wolfslengths away from the pair, and the rabbit toppled from her mouth as it went slack. Her first reaction was one of alarm. Pass wolves..?”A spike of adrenaline pulsed through her body at the thought, but her panic was short-lived. As she inhaled, she realized that two others smelled unmistakably like lone, wandering wolves. They each carried jumbled, muted scents of many different territories, indicating that they hadn't been settled anywhere for very long. Interestingly, they both smelled very different from each other, which told Naia that they weren't traveling together. When she determined that they were not threatening, she abandoned the rabbit on the ground and approached the pair in a friendly manor.

“Hello, you two. Are you lost?” Now that she was closer, she could see that the red female was about her own age and size, and the male looked to be a little younger. Perhaps that was just his frightened expression though-- he looked like he had seen a ghost. He looks like he could be a ghost himself, Naia noted with droll amusement, he fits right in here! On more than several occasions, Naia had been out here when the sun set, and these beautiful old woods transformed into a dark, spooky hollow. She had actually been hoping to make it back home before sunset, but satisfying her curiosity about these strangers came first. “I don't mean you any harm,” she assured them, mostly for the benefit of the terrified-looking male.