Upon spring's grand arrival did the sun begin to shine through the white and cover the lands with a new beginning. What was once covered had now been revealed with blossoming color and temporary beauty. The spirit couldn't quite wrap it's head around the thought of being here now for three winters, how time had become so vulnerable to their control and dwindled away to almost nothing in one stick-snapping moment. The dew glazed across the Helidos clearing filled her nostrils, tickling her insides to enlighten her mood by the slightest. Her eyes matched the greenery expanding around her, but in shared a wide comparison in shade for now. There was still time for that to change, for it was only the start of the beautiful season. Despite the lack of perspiration that sunrise, she predicted some later that day, perhaps while everyone was within their dens and had shut their tired eyes. By then, she'd still be awake and watching vigilantly around the area, and none would be there to stop her. Her beloved had been working so hard among himself, and she knew the better of it was because the arrival of pups in the pack. She could not recall whom had bred during the winter, nonetheless, their pups would be welcomed greatly.

As she moved along, she nodded pleasantly to nearing wolves, sharing a mild glance to those she held little relations with and bigger smiles to those she knew deeply of. She did this daily, the consistency never to be broken and so on becoming the way which she would live her days till death in the loyalty of this pack - Helidos. Her tail played a delicate role in swiftly dangling behind her, just to brush the back of her legs. Pack turned to neutrals within no time. She discovered new lands which had been founded among their shared territories, once which have become newer additions to the onces shared between both packs. The beta knew to be wise while she was so alone. She was not a threat to anyone, but her knowledge had given her the benefactor throughout those many years which she had come faced to face with danger itself.

Juno, a godly fae, elegantly dipped into a sheer blanket of fog to hide her entire body. The obsidian black pigment to her thick fur had completely vanished beneath what floated above the rocky surfaced land. She held her nose high to sense any others to follow, as well as a small assisting to where she was headed in particularly. The tips of her ears were the only thing to be seen above the ocean of fog, if nothing at all. The ground was rough as it touched her feet, and covered with rocks in her wake, which she was aware of when nearly tripping over one. She growled quietly to herself and made her way to higher ground. There was an opening in the ghostly area to what seemed to of lead to a small mountain. As she climbed, her weary limbs shook, but easily aided her in getting up. If she knew how to get up somewhere, she definitely knew she could get back down by herself, too. Her eyes trained onto what lurked below. Nothing, but a few taller boulders and a thick sea of white lay before her.

The beta female's attention slowly rose with the increasing amount of fog heading upwind. Though, the sudden sense of smells did not excite her enough to raise her head from her paws, but only a slight glance into the direction she depicted it came from. One held a sliver of familiarity, however, Juno kept to herself and brushed it off without another thought. Perhaps it was just an illusion that had wandered across her fit of daydreams and journeyed mind. She knew the troubles with getting older had yet to fiddle with her, and she feared little of the early blooming effects she had thought to of been playing upon her now-a-days. Her fur ruffled and shuddered as the wind picked up, shivering at the gentlest of touches to her coat as it seemed to form a steady hand across her flank and shoulders. If she had not of known better, she would've mistaken it to be someone brushing up along her side as a sort of tactic to frighten her. This thought made her think a bit seriously now, as her instincts were telling her she was in a possible place of danger, and this scent was not of her own. She was brave, and many other things, but two wolves could be too much for her to bear alone.

Juno stayed aloft the rock she had found, keeping low to the ground as best she could by laying down and comfortably resting her chin over her front paws. She found a voice amongst the silence, which sent a ringing of dusty memories. Did she know of this wolf? Throughout her times and years amongst the Helidos rule, she had come to know many individuals, ones of which whom also chose the path of evil and live amongst them today as well. Ones like Chiara, a long friend of hers from when she was just a mere Warrior, had chosen that same path and moved onto bigger and brighter opportunities as well as love she discovered. She would always share a strong bond with the she-wolf, no matter the differences in their futures. Looking over the edge, she found two pairs of floating orbs, their owner's bodies completely blanketed in the thick fog below. One was as blue as the morning spring skies, while the other's rested along the lines of a shining hazel-gold. The blue hues however shared a familiar face as she slowly eased from her position and down the rock-side. She avoided any costs of allowing a rock or pebble to fall to give away her position, and gently made her way to the neighboring edge that led to their locations. Juno stood at a safe distance behind the blue-eyed serpent, sitting patiently with a leveled bright green lantern gaze. She sat at most fifteen wolves away from the pair, though she could only wonder how long that would last.

"Salutations, Fel." Juno replied in a silk-like, angelic tone.