All so noble, All so strong...

She did not have to make the effort in getting accustomed to her new home. Like her home land, the trees were sparse and the lands were both flat and filled with many hills. Though this place was more empty than she was use to, she found her eyes often admiring the sanguine like grounds she danced upon. The color of crimson usually sparked new and forbidden ideas in the Donna's skull, making her state of mind and mood both dangerous. The headaches she had experienced were still present every once in a while, but they were weakening as her knowledge of the land strengthened. She had made a spacious den for herself and for her brothers [that didn't arrived yet] up in one of the land's various hills, right next to a small body of water. She did not know where her family had been but had faith that they were strong enough to find themselves back to their Donna. A huff escaped her long snout, as she scanned the terrain for a lost soul. Surely this place was rather vacant if Alvarez recommended it to her. Shrugging, she would make it down the hill she was on to find any fellow pack members.

The vixen would take the day off from exploring the terrains a muck with such vigor, to spend the day on her physical beauty. Sighing, the woman was quick to shake free her pelt. It was then she caught the glimpse of a silver looking female, though, controversially, easy on the eyes. A Curador judgeing by the smell of herbs that surround her, and by the unexistent muscles. Silver by color, almost looking that of steel it resembled. But what was distinctively unique upon this female was her height though it was slightly smaller then her it was nice to see someone nearly as tall as her. Of course, pride had always gotten the best of her, creating a self centered wench in its greedy wake. She stood there for a moment; very clean, and damp in her many curvatures. She looked like the target of many scoundrels wettest dreams, as well as their ultimate demise. She allowed her inky lips to stretch back, as she cocked her head a bit to her own right. Shaking her skull, she would take several bold steps toward the front of the silver fae. "Im feeling refreshed. And you?" Foreign tongue frosted upon her words as she uttered them with sprinkles of humor