Darkly furred ears pricked as Karp sat back, looking at her with a tilted head, before explaining where he had been the past winter. The corners of her lips almost twitched up into a grin at his mention of meeting another pup, a girl, who offered him a home if he needed one. But her… happy spirits of her brother finding another pup of the opposite sex did not last long as she looked back into her own memory. The only pup, of both genders, she had ever met was Karp, which was quite sad. But the events had not left any time for meeting new wolves, it was either try hard to survive, or die.
Adsila’s heart clenched in her chest at her first friend’s name that wasn’t her brother. So many wolves that she had loved like family had left, whether it be intentionally or not, and for the whole of winter she had hated them all. But now she only just realized that they had left because Pitch Pine Trail had started crumbling, and they did not want to be left alone during winter with no one to help them through it. Her silvery green eyes followed Karp’s motion with his muzzle to the forest below, where the trees were all gnarled and haunted-looking. Nose wrinkling slightly, she looked back at her brother with a slightly raised eyebrows, she couldn’t believe anyone wanted to live there.
Smiling, she sat down, mirroring her brother in his stance. “It’s nice to see you’re out there meeting new wolves,” she said softly. A thoughtful look crossed her face as Karp asked her where she had been. “Well, I guess it starts when I…ran away from home, from everything that had happened, it was all too much for me to handle. Ace found and persuaded me to go back home, but when we returned, everyone had gone. We made our way to Magnolia Glen where they accepted us, and here I am now.” The Young Slayer finished with a grim smile, thinking of how close she had been to death, and how much she owed her life to the pale leaders.