
Sitting atop the highest hill of their territory, overlooking the sprawling pack coming together below her. It was true that Phoenix Fire took much pride in watching them grow and blossom into a wonderful group, though there was a sense of longing deep within her to find a wolf to catch her eye. There were a few others who caught her eye though she had watched them all come together and knew that none of them could be 'the one'. That was alright though, she had waited and could wait again for the wolf to light that fire within her.
Turning away from the group momentarily, letting the moment pass her, only to see a stunning sight along the horizon. In the distant she saw a vision of warm maroon, lit by a dazzling fire falling away from it. What a strange and yet inviting sight, she pondered. Turning to her second in command for most situations, Sintar, she asked him quietly. "Please watch them for the time being, I'm going to take leave." If they both weren't such formal folk, perhaps the two of them could have gone along the lines she'd hoped, but he wasn't the one, and she knew that. The white wolf nodded, and she took flight from her post in the direction of the blur of warm fire in the distance.

