A new scent lingered upon the girl, one she was so thankful for. Aphrodite Moon had a home now. She'd had a good night's sleep and a somewhat full belly (she wasn't comfortable putting a kink in their rations without giving something to them first), and felt that she might take a walk and reacquaint herself with the land that she'd been torn away from. Maybe she'd find some food to bring back as well. An offering, of sorts, especially for her new mentor. What a good first impression that she'd make. The forest around her was familiar, bringing her back to that day she'd been led away from Poison Path by "Aunt Naira". Her teal eyes hardened and narrowed, lips pulling back in a snarl. That woman had single-handedly managed to destroy her life. If Aphie had never left Poison Path, she never would have ended up in Whisper Caverns...She never would have been taken from the fields.

She pushed her anger down and her lips drew back over her teeth. But there was a hard gleam in her eyes that she could not erase. With some difficulty, she swam across the stream that ran through the wood. Swimming had never been her strong suit, and still somewhat weak, she struggled. Her worn pawpads struggled against the smooth river stones beneath her paws and she nearly slipped as she came up on the shore, shaking her pelt off. With the inaccessible dirt on her back, she was thankful for the water to clear away what she could not reach. Along the bank of the stream, she walked for a while, keeping her steps quiet in case a tasty morsel crossed her path.

She did not keep on for too long before the wind drew a scent her way. Damp paws ceased their uncomfortable squelching against the earth to try and pinpoint the smell. Something was dreadfully familiar about it, but the girl couldn't pinpoint what exactly "it" was. Besides that, she could pull various other little tidbits out, which was fine, but mostly unnecessary, for whoever the scent belonged to was already on her way. Alerting Aphrodite with a squeak, the girl turned on her paws, somewhat startled and yet oddly excited. Someone to get on with! Someone her own age, even, it seemed. Aphrodite was reminded of how much she really missed her brother by looking at this stranger and, before she pushed such thoughts aside, she could only hope that she might find him when she found Athena.

Aphrodite lowered herself a bit as well, before realizing that there really wasn't any need. Whoever this was, she wasn't part of Aphie's new pack. Her tail lifted a bit and she didn't bother sitting quite yet. Eye contact was quickly made and the pale girl smiled, taken slightly aback by this stranger's opening statement, but amused and mostly flattered. She laughed, "Thanks." The darker stranger, or Nova as she introduced herself, had golden eyes that reminded her of her mother. It was something of a common color, Aphrodite knew, but she'd be sure to remember this stranger anyway. "I'm Aphrodite. It's, uh, really nice to meet someone my own age." Though her words were somewhat hesitant (her social skills were not the greatest), she did her best to be friendly, even throwing in a bit of a tail wag for emphasis.