The day today had brought little but annoyance to Oltulysa. It had rained the night before and the fae had unfortunately discovered that her nice cave had a leak in the roof. All freaking night there was a drip, drip, drip on her head no matter how she turned about. Yawning loudly the tawny and grey fae with one lone eye tumbled out of her half asleep state. She had walked from her den, caught a grouse for a meal and played a small game of tossing the brown and spotted black feather about. She laughed, throwing her head back as the bloody feather fell around her, showering her with droplets of crimson and fluff. Smiling she started to sing a small tune "Plip plop the rain does drop, bright red as blood. Plip plop the rain does drop fluffies all around. Plipping, plopping death makes such a lovely sound." She bellowed out the last notes, her voice cracking horribly off key and scaring some lone sparrows from their hiding bush. Giggling at her antics her heel kicked up and she bolted forward, running further and further from the land where her cave was.

Several hours later the fae found herself in a beautiful place of flowers, trees and other pretty things like that. It was void of anything imperfect, any flaws that was until the she-wolf entered. She knew she tarnished this beautiful land with her presence, her tan and grey coat dividing the sea of blues and greens before her. Not caring much she pressed forward, hearing a noise on the wind. This was the first time Oltulysa had seen another wolf in these parts since her month of being here. Having picked up stray scents on the wind she knew they existed, but was unsure where. Squinting the fae could barely she a prancing brown wolf in the distance, her own singing voice sounding much better than her own. Oltulysa wagged her tail slightly out of anxiety for she was unsure if this wolf would act as friend or foe. Many a pack wolf in the past had driven her away, fought with her or raped her somewhat unwillingly for coming into her presence. By the smell on the wind so the prospect of the last act was unlikely to happen. She also seemed small, so the fae's fear of being killed on sight waned. Walking closer Oltulysa listened to the fae's song, not knowing the words. Deciding to join in she stopped a short distance away and threw her head back. She let out a friendly howl in tune of the song, though still off key. This would alert the wolf to her presence, and start the action around here.

Oltulysa cocked her head at the spectacle before her. My this wolf was odd crouching and curling her tail all weird like before her. Maybe something was wrong with her tail or the fae was sick. Concerned Oltulysa sniffed the air around her and tried to smile. "You ok? Is your tail broken? Is that why its curled all funny like that? I could bite it off for you if like like." She said, partly joking to try and lighten the fae up. She seemed kinda sad and nervous around her, was something chasing her? Heaven then mentioned something called a Beta, was that a monster? Since Oltulysa had never grown up in a pack nor been around one she didn't know anything about how one ran or rankings. She knew there was a main leader and pack wolves didn't like her for some reason, but that was about it. This Beta thing must be scary, maybe it was the pet of a pack that scared other wolves? Having now said her name Oltulysa wagged her tail, "That's a nice name, mine's Oltulysa, but most call me Lysa since it's easier to say. Why are you acting this way? IS that Beto thing a monster who's chasing you?"

Wagging her tail more Oltulysa watched a few birds fly over her head. They seemed so happy and care free why couldn't Heaven feel this way. The fae lay down and flopped on the ground for her feet felt tired. It was so annoying to sit in the dirt when she could plop on the ground, it would give her a excuse to groom later too! Looking up at the other fae she cocked her head again at her question. "I don't know what Erenyx thing is but Im from here, well I live in a cave west of here. It's just me no one else, where do you live?" She questioned, wondered if she was a pack wolf or a loner like herself.