Donoma

Waking up Mai looked around blinking her eyes in the soft moonlight, she heard soft very faint howling. 'The wind maybe?' she thought before waking Ulver up to go explore the land.

"I have no idea, but we should go explore, it's been a long while since I've walked these lands," she started off in the direction of the slightly howling wind and was trotting softly in the brisk night air.

"yeah mud is pretty awful especially cold mud," Mai said before turning sharply into an area with cliffs worn by water and time, a pool of crystal clear water shimmering in the moonlight, and a small waterfall trickling into the pool. on one side of the cave there were interesting paintings, sparking Mai's interest.

Mai appears entranced by the paintings she approached the painting slowly and absolutely silently as she approaches the paintings it appears to be a family tree with soul stones. Some of the stones were cracked some were chiped, some worn away like a river stone. they were all different colors the topmost one was green, a worn out cracked stone that was much smaller than the stones lower down. Further, up the cliff, there were indents, presumably for more stones that have simply been worn down by time. there was a slight, soft trickle of water down this cliff something that would normally go unnoticed. Mai gazed up at the massive cliff walls in awe wondering how many generations have gone and past without her knowledge, as her eyes reached the top she noticed a massive stone, bigger than a wolf, still worn by time, but also shaped by it. the stone was an invigorating blood-red, it gave a feeling of intense pride and stubbornness.

Mai put her front paws against the wall in an attempt of smelling the giant stone, in the process of leaning against the wall it lit up, starting from the bottom-most stones and tracing all up along the wall into the empty divets and even along the places worn flat. Her family tree was ignited by her blood and now seen clearly in the night's moonlight. misty figures of wolves appeared all around them howling at once. Then they abruptly went quiet, as a huge wolf lept from the large soul stone and landed on the water behind Mai and Ulver. Mai turned on a dime to look at what's around her, her past family, past lives, the living dead of her past, of her history. She bowed her head, an action shes never done to any wolf before. Her eyes remained fixed on the direwolf standing before her, this one larger than Spirit.

The direwolves voice boomed full of pride and ferocity as she said "hmm, a red wolf and a...thing. I can see the red wolf, but that gray thing standing next to her is rather odd." she sounded like she was teasing rather than ridiculing, as though gray wolves are not a common site for her. Her fur was gorgeously red and vibrant as a morning sunrise incomparable to any of her living offspring. "My name is Scarlet, I am the first alpha of Howling Hills." She said with her head held high and her chest puffed out. "So, who are you and why are you here?" she inquired leveling her head to their heights.