Never did Dandelion think he would see this place again. Dumped back here away from the last home he had, his legs found himself sprawled all over the snowy earth. The sky was blanketed by clouds, snow falling down like glitter. The wind was a little nippy but not too bad. What was really beautiful however, was the faint glimmer of red hues that shown through the snow.

Blushed plants were trying desperately to come back, but the world was fighting it hard. That didn't stop Dandy from trying to enjoy his third chance at a life here. The autumn colored male rolled in the deep snow, happy that he could enjoy at least something in this world. The scent of other wolves did become apparent however, raising a slight alarm in him. Maybe they were friendly? Letting his head rise, a friendly call was set loose to the world, hoping that someone else would be kind enough to reach out.


Fleta

The darkened world seemed to swallow everything up, making him feel quite uneasy as he tried to happily roll in the snow. The feeling in the air was tense, harsh and without remorse. What had he walked into now? Dandelion got back to this feet, keeping himself calm through steady breaths. Soft eyes looked around to see if anyone was remotely close, fully aware that he was walking either directly on pack territory, if not very close.

A rush of adrenaline did hit him when the sight of something soft and pink came into the distance. Were they going to attack him? Or could they possibly be friends? Against his better judgement, the need to belong somewhere tugged at his soul. A gentle bark in their direction was set loose from his maw, a friendly tail wag accompanying it as he waited for a response. His mind telling him all the while that he might just get eaten instead.

The pink form froze for a moment, turning to gaze off in his direction. Ah so they did hear him! The fear of someone trying to hurt him quickly vanished as they made their approach, the happy look on their face as they became more visible made his tail wag more. Hello there! It's nice to see that I'm not alone out here. Dandelion smiled warmly at her, tail still lightly wagging as he made his soft approach, stopping only a few feet from her. I'm new to these parts. Dandelion is my calling. He made a very small, slight bow to her. Happy and proper he was raised to be, coming out like sunshine towards the new face. Who might you be? Do you live here or close by?

Curious eyes watched her as she moved her feet about in the snow. Anxious perhaps? Either really. But mostly just to this area. I have been here before myself, to Mythris I mean. A sheepish smile shown on him, tail slowing down in its excitement. A pleasure to meet you, even if under the current condition of this world. Dandelion glanced up at the darkened sky, wondering what had transpired while he was gone. Had it really been that long? Do you belong to a pack around here? He felt bad about this would be interrogation, as he hadn't meant for it to come off as such. But waited politely all the same.

Fleta Goldencourte was the most beautiful name he had ever heard, like something exotic from a foreign land. Dandelion listened to her talk of a pack, or in this case, lack there of. A slight frown appeared only for a moment, followed by a hopeful smile. I'm sure that you will find them. I left my family behind unfortunately, so I don't know where I am going from here. I just got thrown into this place again, just like last time.

Dandy could still feel where his hips and legs hurt from the fall. Bruising was probably going to ensue down the line, a sign that he would have to take it easy when he had the chance. Would you like some company until then? A friendly gesture, nothing more. Soft and gentle eyes searching hers for some kind of acceptance.