align="justify">This arrival of day looked much more like

springtime. The sun was out, making a bright exposure of

things with it's glory. But not enough to cause things to be to

unpleasant with the early morning. It was a perfect combo of

warm light, and cool air. The copper streaked wolf much

preffered the cover of the thicket. Today the open light, and

promising warm temperature had she was in a decent mood

to go scouting.

First she wandered familiar paths, checking on new scents,

and possible breakfast. Then the trees became a little thinner

and opened upon a glade dotted with smal buds. Orange eyes

peered from the hiding of shadows, it was a beautiful thing

to stumble on. She gazed round hopeful to spot game, but

instead saw a gray and white mound of wolf. Nose wrinkled,

trying to breath the scent of them. The wind was not in her

favor, nor blowing to really say. Cautious she took a meager

steps the sun washing against her face.

Were they alive or dead? Curiosity narrowed her gaze, and

nostrils moved abruptly. Death she would be able to smell, and she did not. Enless maybe he wa dying now. Why else would a wolf be laying in the open, in the morning? It was not something to chortle about. She had no intention of sneaking up on him, circled round keeping a two decent yards between them. "Funny place to be having a nap, don't you think." Comment came in plain tone. Seeing the bright eyes and he was not dying made her interest spark. No doubt the wolf before her was male. The closer she got the bigger he seemed. She halted infront of his face, still holding six feet for distance. Ears were turned upward, posture neutral.

The copper toned girl thought of his answer, and it was clever. She hadn't thought she would find company, let alone one with wit. The answer of the male was very entertaining, and he seemed rather amused with it. Skylah, gave a meager grin seeing the challenge in his startling gaze. Ears swiveled sideways, and than in the upright motion in rhythem with his standing. Standing he undoubtly was much larger. Good hell. She didn't know wolves get get that big."I suppose if I was the size of a small bear I would nap in the open to for what creature would dare defy me?" Smoothly replied, tail casually lingered back and forth at her hocks.
"Coarse they way you put it, it does sound like the most comfortable spot to lay ones head." She casually added, shrugging her shoulders. Orange eyes further took a look round for a better input. She hadn't studied the details of the glade when she learned she was not alone. His words held true, the ground looking cushy and all.

The girl met the stranger's eyes once more. Thinking it a little peculiar to stumble on a stranger in a good mood. She was a bit curious if he actually lived here, or merely visited. She lacked much knowledge of this place. He could enlighten her, and she held her questions to be silent. She had in mind to find a permanant home herself, but had only arrived to thoroughly search. Coarse she liked the Thicket but wolves were social creatures. She was enjoying her freedom, but she was sure the structure of a pack would be needed.

Skylah wondered if this wolf was off his rocker. It looked out

of place for such a hefty beast to be looking at the fragile

blooms he'd smashed, and hurt. Further trying to trample

them. It was like the beginings to some wolf fairy tale. A

large white wolf, caring for the glass-like flora. A kind,

gentle beast, not capable of hurting a fly. Odd, indeed she

could hear Pyppin reciting the comical tale. Much like

Ferdinand, the bull who could not fight. And she thought

she'd killed her imagination.


A half-hearted chuckle rang forth, his silly stance. After

what she'd saw, and imagined she wasn't sure if he could

strike fear. The very least not with her. "I imagine not,

you must offer them compfy commidations, then spring your

cunning trap." She stated. As for chewing his head off

her hers, an amused smile curved her lips. "Ha, enless

you sleep like a bear I think you would have rolled and

squished me helplessly before I got the job done." This

she could picture too, and wondered where her own head

went today. The offer was a bit on the path of hilarious to

her. She swiftly teased him back."I don't usually sleep in

stranger's beds, maybe I'll try when that blue moon comes

again." Skylah, had a mouth on her and today it was running more than usual. All in good fun.

Was the flower's carrying some looney perfume and he'd

inhaled to long? It could explain her own amplified mood.

Maybe she should move on, back to thickets for fresh steal

of air. You mean dirty. The retort came in her mind,

and she kept it there. Wondering what kind of hat it might of

came from. She felt like a teenage rebel these days, even

though she was far past being one. Or should be. What her

mother would scold her if she knew of such provications. The

male was amused, and his face alone made her laugh. A sly

grin encasing her white jowls. "I tend to do that. I'd give

my appoligies, but that is not like me." She was never

one to say sorry much. She was more the if your going to cry

let me give you something to cry about type. Or it'd be fake.

Like when her father had her by the ear forcing her to say the

words to her brother. What a lovely setiment, and the reason

she could hold a sharp tongue.


"Uh, fine."Deciding to try to appease him, she

collasped on her side on the spot with a thump. The earth matress was

indeed soft, and she could alone smell the richness of the

blooms. Coughing slightly, she snorted a a few dead grasses

from her nose. Then flipped to onto her stomach. "Very

comfertable I'll agree. I still wouldn't sleep here." The

built instincts, the survial one would not let her

rest so easy in a place like this. It was too open. She was a decent fighter, but why be an easy target? She could always dream about it, was that what heaven would be?

Skylah hadn't been born with a sharp tongue. It was more a cause from

her enviorment. Constantly having to stick up for herself, and her

parents giving her much to rebel against. It camme to her naturally,

letting her mind be spoken, instead of hiding it. Coarse the harder her

parents had tried to stop her, the worse it got. As of now it was just the

way she was. And she was directly affending him, she knew when a

sharp tongue could get her in trouble. When not to poke a bear so to

speak. She laugh bemused by his statement, and it did give her a

satisfaction. "I suppose, I'm not one to be polite to someone who

disturbed my slumber." She wasn't, her temper was often a short

fuse. If she was enjoying a nap now and someone came along she would

not hesitate to rip into them about it. She was the act now, ask

questions later.

Resting head upon her limbs, the warmth of the sun felt nice. In the

thicket it was heavily shaded and the heat was pleasant.

Watched curiously as he layed down once more. He honestly liked his new bed, and she wondered if he was going to be a permanant resident. His next phrase ended that thought. He was an alpha, and the way it sounded of a mountain. That was intresting news, she was in the company of a high ranking wolf. Why should that surprise her? He looked like he could be. "Well Alexander nice to meet you. I'm Skylah Tiernoir. I suppose your home must be on the mountain?" Names could be decieving, and she wanted to be right. The possibility of joining him did strike her, but she was hesitant to ask. Wondering what this wolf would say next.