She had no idea where she was. A blizzard had blinded her vision and left her nose useless as she wandered in hopes of losing the storm behind the safety of her home but she was wrong, dead wrong, and the land that laid before her was confusing to say the least. There was no Ash, no Narime, no Nios, and even worse, there was no sign of much life beyond the occasional cry of passing birds and the soft sound of falling snow; the Thanne child felt alone. She had grown weak beneath the weak sun of winter and it showed beneath her pelt as her ribcage protruded beneath her pelt and the chill of winter made her pelt clump together in unfortunate places, but she could not stop moving, not now, not when she had no shelter to keep her from freezing to death.


Her travels lead her further into the unknown and still her nose did not work, instead she searched for the stench of prey on the wind but found nothing of interest, it wasn't as if she could hunt if she wanted being only 8 months and never had a lesson to take down prey before. She was vulnerable and the only thing that kept her moving was her determination to make it back home and to Ash, her father. Sighing heavy, her pale gaze found the distance figure of a wolf against the snow and she paused in her stride to watch the slender wolf carefully, noting the confusion on her face and look of distraught that seemed to cover her pale features. Perhaps this lady was lost, just like her. She approached Vaeta with caution, knowing that this wolf could harm her in fright but she took this chance in case this wolf could also help her, and when she was close enough to she spoke, her voice small in her throat. "I'm lost." she admitted before settling to her haunches with a soft whine. Her paws were sore from frost and a chill had suddenly overcome her, she wanted to go home, she needed to go back home!

Her heart leaped in her chest the moment she saw Vaeta, her golden coat was like a sliver of hope and she approached her easily, watching as the woman mimicked her moves. The sensation of snow at her feet sent another chill up her spine but she was content that she had finally found someone, but not just any someone, it looked as if she had found someone else from the Caverns and her tail swayed behind her happily. It was fate that had allowed both women to find each other, and even more luck that they happened to be from the same pack.


As another whine left her lips she caught the words of her company and sighed slow, her breath heavy in her chest as she searched the woman slowly, noting the honey color of her eyes and the way the wind brushed her coat ever so softly; she was beautiful, a sight for any sore eyes. "There was a big storm..." she trailed off, her voice small in her throat. There was no doubt that a fierce snow had gotten her lost from her family and she only hoped that it wouldn't return to get her any more lost, she needed to return to her father and she was certain that lady Narime was beginning to worry over her as well, "do you know where we are? Maybe we could howl to see if anyone can hear us?" she was a horrid howler but would do what she had to in order to return home, she needed her family.

She couldn't imagine the amount of worry her father must be feeling over her loss, especially since she had disappeared not too long ago after searching high and low for Athena only to return empty handed--this was completely different in that she had no idea where she was. She could not remember this land, it seemed foreign against her tender paws and the scent was void of any packs, there was no doubt in the young Thanne's mind that she was miles away from home. At least she had Vaeta, the woman seemed friendly enough to allow her to tag along and Aurora was grateful for her acceptance, there was no telling how long it would take for her to find her way home and she couldn't imagine having to travel this strange land alone. When the golden woman lifted her head to howl the young Thanne stood watching a moment or so before she lifted her own head to mimic the action, although what came from her mouth was anything but the sound of a howl. Her vocal chords were far too immature to master the art of howling, but that didn't stop her from trying. "It hurts..." she admitted, lowering her head as she swallowed saliva to relieve her throat of the sting. It would do her no good to attempt it once more, especially since Vaeta's call had received no response. "maybe we're too far away....I'm scared..." she voiced again, her head lowered to the ground, shoulders slumping in defeat. She didn't know what to do next, " Rory Thanne" she spoke next, wondering if the woman would know where her last name had come from. Not many had known her father, though her mother was quite the popular lady. "Do you know my dad, his name is Ash Hervok" she added proudly, a smile along her thin lips. There was no doubt in her tiny head that the woman didn't know her father, he was the leader of Whisper Caverns after all, and was the strongest and most brave wolf she knew. Everyone knew Ash.