*I must have forgotten what the world looks like.* Danica thought after the bright white scenery tranformed into greens. A wide toothy smile spread from ear to ear. How long had she been inside, laying around, healing? How had she managed to remeber how to walk? Could she still talk? After being quite for so long she wasn't sure. All she did know was that she hadn't ever appreciated nature so much before.

Lifting up her muzzle she let out a croaky howl. It was gruff and faint, unfamiliar to her ears. The call sounded nothing like it used to...barley even wolf. She cut it off short, unable to stand the hideous sound. Danica sighed and shook her fur. She smelt like the caverns themselves; tinged mostly with Titan's sent.

With a limp, fallowed by a groan of pain, she walked towards the shade of a tree. The warm sun felt so good on her back, along with soft soil against her pads. Then a thought crossed her mind and she hoped no one would come angrily towards her. She was out her with no permission, after all. Plus there could be new wolves who had never met her within their ranks. She had smelt at least one or two unfamilar scents around her home.

The light yearling carefully laid down on the cool grass. Low hanging tree braches reached out towards her. Emerald eyes glanced up to look at the many many leaves. She wondered how soon till they changed color and fell? What was the name of that season? As she racked her brain for information one swet word slipped from her lips. "Fall".

"speech"