With plenty of time to settle into her new home, Macha decided to take the time to explore surrounding territories a bit more. It wasn't as if she didn't already have the gist of most of it, having traveled through these lands a couple of times before reuniting with her father, she just hadn't ever examined any of it from a spiritual stance. If pookastone was where she'd be residing for the next year at least, it'd be important for her to establish certain grounds for certain things. Currently, the young Archer found herself wandering into a vast field. She'd been here before too, or at least somewhere near enough to catch a glimpse of it. However on that specific night it was much colder, she hadn't the time to see the worth in this place, and boy was there worth.
"Surely this would be the best spot to view the moon. A field this big wouldn't allow for any obstacles to intervene." She sighed. Tree's were magnificent in their own special way, however their branches were equally as great for blocking the night sky. "I could practice my rituals here, nevermind the fact that it's so open it practically begs for outsiders to peek in on me." However it was assumed that those very 'outsiders' found her practice a bit.. Obscure. Perhaps they'd simply write her off as loony and avoid her at all cost. As for the more curios wolves, well, perhaps they'd make for good followers with enough convincing. "Beggars can't be choosers."