The heat had made her quite uncomfortable, although she put up with it as she always did: with a smile. Her restlessness drove her out of the pack clearing by late afternoon. It must be nice to have a light colored pelt. Breeze thought as she trotted through Agavos. Her own fur had thinned out to accommodate for the heat, but it's dark color absorbed heat easily. She would steer clear of Ancestral Canyon for sure. I truly would prefer not to fry in this heat. The grey female kept moving, her muscles slightly sore from a work out she had done earlier. She wanted to keep up her training. It would not suffice for her to be anything less than prepared for an attack from Erenyx. In fact, the fae wanted to talk to Desmond on that subject. Still, she would wait for another time.

The sun's power had become less intense by the time she found herself in the grassy area of Springhill. It was interesting, to see the low grassy hills and fields turned to a dull yellow-green. The grey she-wolf had seen it with snow, and another time she saw the place covered in new grass, but never this. She was hardly surprised, of course. Thankfully, this was the northern pack. She felt pity for that new pack, whatever it was called, since they most likely had the harshest of summers. The muscular fae continued to amble farther out into the open, pausing on the crest of a low hill. This was the first territory she had explored in Agavos. It was where she had met her first friend. A foolish hope had filled her as she had climbed the hill. He won't be here though....perhaps another will. Maybe I'll see Twel- oh no, not him either. Breeze thought she would be alone, especially considering this was out in the open. Yet when she looked down towards the familiar yet shrunken stream, she found a dark figure resting in it. It was too small to be Azrael or Fel or Desoto or even Altair. Her mind sorted through the many wolves she had met here, and narrowed it down to two: Sieglinde or Crow.

The Delta trotted down the slope with her tail swaying happily behind her and a relaxed and friendly smile on her face. She approached the figure from behind and called out from a distance, her amber eyes warm and cheerful. "Greetings packmate! Must be nice to cool off in that water." As she approached it became clear that this was Crow, even if she didn't see his face. The form wasn't quite as feminine as Sieglinde's. Her smile widened as she slowed to a walk, padding right to the edge of the bank. Dried mud marked where the water level had once been, and a part of her worried that there would be quite a drought this year. Hopefully the river in Pangae's Gully would be enough for the pack. The thought was fleeting, however, and she sat down facing the brute. "This place would be a fabulous spot to spend the evening if it wasn't so dry at the moment." The dusty grey female remarked. One paw patted at the caked earth beneath her, her expression almost disappointed. "Makes things like training and border patrols harder....not very easy to be out during the day. I hope you haven't had to treat anyone with dehydration."

Breeze let her smile widen as the Healer replied cheerfully. She nodded at his show of gratitude and joy at her small speech and her comments on his unique character. "I’m simply being honest, and I’m glad you appreciate what I have to say.” The grey female responded with another warm smile. He seemed even more gleeful and confident than before, which gave her a bit of satisfaction. It was good to be able to reassure her packmates and boost their mood when needed. That was part of her job, or at least she considered it to be her job.The Delta would help the wolves in Agavos do the best they could with whatever role they played in the pack. She was there to help them carry on, succeed, and get along. It always gave her pride to see the pack doing well, and to see the wolves within the lands happy and productive. Her brother had always been doing something such as searching for herbs and cobwebs, organizing the healer's den, or treating a sick or injured wolf. Despite how Flint had always kept himself busy, the grey male rarely seemed stressed out. In fact, the only time Breeze had seen her brother in true distress was the battle with the rival pack. So much death and violence! Breeze thought sadly, her dark grey ears drooping at the thought of her natal pack’s defeat. Her remorse was only allowed to dwindle for a moment, however, and she listened to the Healer in front of her. He was quite right about her brother, despite it only being an assumption based on his own experiences. "Indeed he would, dear Crow. Flint never tired of helping those in need of healing. It’s not such a matter of whether he would be healing than if he would be alive and in a pack. You see, I left my pack - or what was left of it - because of a rather brutal battle with a rival pack. They were vicious and almost barbaric.” She said quietly, a hint of bitterness lacing her voice as she described the intruders. "They killed everyone but the young wolves and the wolves that had fled. As I said, Flint hates violence... so I wouldn’t be surprised if he was even more affected by that bloodbath than I was. Our parents died, as did our uncle who had taught Flint the art of healing. I left once I realized I had no reason to stay. I knew he would be safe, for he was treated just fine by the invaders. He knew I simply could not remain loyal to those savages.” The Delta explained. Her eyes shifted from Crow to the sky for a moment, as she let the past return to her thoughts. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she glanced down at her paws, ears flicked back with shame. "It didn’t occur to me until later that year that perhaps the experience would break him. At the time, he seemed relatively ok, but I never had the chance to talk to him much since he had so many wolves to take care of. I was too bitter and upset to think of much besides my own escape from that place. Perhaps he was able to live with those wolves, or maybe he did as I did and went to find a new pack. He might even have just become a rogue. Whatever the case, I hope he has found peace.” She admitted, ears still flat. After a few moments her amber orbs flicking up to focus on her packmate. "I learned the hard way to love those you care about while they are still around. I had been appointed as Delta to learn more about how to lead just before that battle…so I suppose I could consider this my second chance.” Breeze added with a small, slightly sad smile. "I’m thankful for my place in Agavos and I intend to make the most of every moment of the chance I have been given here.”