As the late afternoon made its presence known, a pause in the action between the sun and moon spirits took place – a moment of an openhearted embrace from one to the other before taking to their journey across the heavens once more. White masses of rounded and clustered clouds had carried on with their even-paced way through the setting sun’s hue, wishing all a farewell before settling their sight on their upcoming destination – eager with discovery.

Though the calming of night was preparing itself to portray its splendor and supremacy before all sight, the dwellers of the earth continued bustling along – savoring what little time left the sun could exhale into day. The wind spirit gave the impression of being in a rather restful mood for only a very mild breeze made its way throughout the valley and bordering wooded area – as if nonchalantly tickling the stalks of the valley plant life and bark base casing of the towering, full-bodied trees -- soothing. As the autumn tree leaves began to fade from color and life – feeble in form, their strong point still revealed as they seized onto their nurturing host by stem.

As the earth dwellers carried on in their matters, Dreamless was making her way through the outskirts of the valley – calm strides, yet when her pads made contact with the earth below she lightly clasped the dirt particles in-between her digits – nails sifting. Suddenly, her sensible state of mind had fell submissively to the overwhelming sensation of her senses – taking in, detecting, and creating commitments to memory. The intensity of this moment was as if this specific area had made its presence known before, Dreamless – offering itself solely to her, “Welcome,” it expressed inaudibly. She fixed her eyelids firmly together while she responded in thought to the spirits of this realm with a good-mannered response – taking in her surroundings, a subtle smirk trailing her lips as she slowed up in stride.

Renewing her sight she realigned her focus to the surroundings while her pace of walking briskly carried forth. Dreamless found herself taking well to the unfamiliar territory – the invigorating scents from the plush plant life, the tranquil sounds of nature blossoming merrily as if they were fully unmindful to the despair that lingered just beyond in the bordering lands. She inhaled in a deep manner before exhaling with relief; she had finally come across a promising land – a discovery worth cherishing. Taking brief breaks in her proceedings to scent throughout the air and to tune her ears in the direction of nearby sounds had left her unaware to the neighboring territory that lay just beyond the tree-line. All the same, Dreamless continued to press on in exploration.

“A haven indeed,” she assured herself in a delicate tone of voice while she bestowed her sight in all directions – complimenting.

A short time had passed before Dreamless had finally reached the bordering edge of the wooded area surrounding the valley – scaling trees joined together forming a colossal defense force before her. Slowing up and easing her pads into the earth below she halted in her path unexpectedly as a variety of unfamiliar scents acquainted her nose. While Dreamless’ sights shifted swiftly – scanning the perimeter for any wandering presences her stature became rigid as her muscles contracted – crest becoming erect out of a safety measure. Dreamless adjusted the base of her neck to guide her head and muzzle near the ground before sifting through the dirt with the tip of her nose – nosing and inhaling. She eased herself into a soundless trot towards either end of the wooded area while she neared the conclusion of her investigation – a few feet offered to the left together with the right.

“The scents still linger fresh in form – I better prepare myself accordingly,” she thought to herself.

During such a process, she tried her best to separate the scents belonging to the regional wolf pack.
It had been more than a few years since she had crossed paths with another wolf, with another wolf pack at that. Dreamless wasn't quite secure with the thought of acquainting her presence before another of her kind for the fragmented memories of her past still remained and burdened. While she readjusted her frame to its standard form she prepared herself for the unexpected – halting in the posture of a groundbreaker. Should she remain or choose to be carried off with the wind spirit back to isolation?

The immense mass of grey and bulbous clouds stood their ground with purpose in conjunction with the horizon -- illustrating their might upon the surface of the earth lingering below. Before long, a sprightly and tender rainstorm had made its presence known while it sampled a poignant taste of supremacy over the heavens for a short while. The rainstorm was of a mystifying delicacy as it penetrated the earth’s soil with ease – lathering and doing away with the remnants that darkness discarded in its wake. All was still within the valley and alongside the neighboring wooded area, as if nature was offering forth an audience to the clouds above – hailing in hushed whispers while a mild and gentle wind intertwined within the raindrops.

The rainfall had allowed the scaling and bare trees to relieve themselves of their autumn leaves which had been draining their life-force in shallow doses throughout the months. The plush plant life of undergrowth had finally been bestowed with the opportunity to intake their lack of moisture away. Bodies of water produced in mass and offered themselves without restrictions in the direction of the surface dwellers eager to quench their parched throats. The ceremonial rainstorm was ever awe-inspiring and portrayed a promise of a prosperous life and future.

While the rainstorm carried on, Dreamless hadn’t abandoned her post before the wooded colossuses which had seemed to be inching closer towards her – roots uplifting and forcing the unfamiliar wanderer to set off. But, Dreamless remained while the unsettling cold from the downpour stirred throughout her entirety – saturating her pelt, obscuring her sight, and interfering with her sense to hear. Such wasn’t worth an ounce of Dreamless’ attention for an unfamiliar scent had suddenly made itself known – strengthening in presence while at a closing distance.

Upon the intake of the scent through the air corridors of her nostrils, she was certain that the scent belonged to that of a wolf, but began preparing for the uncertainty of the wolf’s intentions. Dreamless had no intentions of encroaching or to be the cause of any distress but she couldn’t do away with the expressive thought of the inner spirit of the wooded area summoning her. At heart, Dreamless was aware that abandoning such a sign would surely bring forth much ruin, if not the greeting of death itself. While the downpour began to slow in pace and to some extent ceasing, Dreamless had been preparing her senses – a wholesome nature setting in. Without warning, the sound of autumn leaves being trampled on by weighty movement soared together with abandoned tree branches being cracked in half. Then all became hushed – the surroundings stopped stirring with the sound of life, the raindrops ceased, and the calming breeze from the wind spirit had fallen limp in drive. Words from tongue were then projected in the direction of Dreamless…

“State your name and your purpose, fae, for I am the Beta female of these lands known as Helidos territory. You may refer to me as Beta Juno,” the Beta female said sternly. “Speak,” she spat with demand.
 
Dreamless evenly circulated her weight and muscular balance throughout the entirety of her physique while remaining stock-still – casting her sight over at the disheartening Beta female before her. Her sight began to examine the female’s frame and nature – dissecting every fiber of her being – pupils composing in all directions with swift arrays of movement. Such was as if Dreamless was taking in the female’s song of life all in a matter of seconds -- she bore a nature of compassion and forethought – hopeful and wholehearted in a lighted aspect as a replacement for a darkened one.

The female valued life, the serene livelihood of her family and home – to expose herself in a vulnerable circumstance was the least of her likings, but if a dire state of affairs were to ascend she would take flight and defend the well-being of her pack with death straying --  territorial of her home. The Beta female wasn’t one to carry on uncertainties for she was one to guide valor along soaked to the skin in her own blood if essential – emerald hues. Though the Beta female made it a point to portray her presence in a hostile gesture, Dreamless didn’t offer up any thought towards the Beta's safety measures – high opinion and consideration kept intact.

For the majority of those who are met with the likelihood of a bloodied act the common reaction would be to commence in an attack first, but Dreamless held her position in a calm nature – a brief moment spared to draw back her senses from further inspecting the Beta female’s entirety. Trailing her sight up the Beta's fore chest, Dreamless then linked herself into the depth of those graceful emerald hues before responding by tongue soundly…

“Rest assured fair Beta female for I wander in strides of peace and harmony – no intentions of hostility weigh in thought.” Dreamless carried on humbly, “I have been branded as the Wanderer throughout various regions bordering your land, but my birth title is, Dreamless.”

Dreamless embraced a short pause while she gathered her thoughts and adjusted her frame more securely.

“I am merely present within this region to sight-see and to lend my aid to those in need located to the north of your pack’s territory,” she assured the Beta female in a solemn tone of voice before continuing. “There have been quite a few counts of high crimes taking place in the far north if you haven’t been well-informed.”

Dreamless held her tongue while she tuned in toward the Beta female’s response if were such to acquaint her.