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It was a strange land, this Tolas. In some ways, it reminded her of Telk, but in the important ways it was completely alien. This place had vastly diverse landscapes, including some she had never encountered before and had to learn how to adapt to or face the consequences...and she very much doubted that she had traversed even half of the country, yet. But the greatest difference was the people.

In principle, they were wolves that one might find anywhere - they loved, they laughed, they lost and were hurt - yet they seemed to have a shared knowledge. It was as though, even if they were not all of one pack, they had a shared custom. A history that linked them all together. There were stories that had spread across parts of Telk, of course, but not like this. Everywhere she went, she seemed to come across one or two stories that everyone knew. Period. The lands were emptier, but the community seemed all the smaller because of it.

In sharp contrast, this was also a place of diverse language. Each region seemed to have at least two or three tongues that its people spoke. It was endlessly fascinating. Senka thought she could easily spend her lifetime learning the nuances of each of those languages. As it stood, however, she had a pack to hunt down. Sha had only enough time to learn bits and pieces, though she was pleased to find that she had a knack for picking them up. Perhaps she could learn them properly once Polum'ya was settled.

She sighed and stretched, then shook herself out and started off again. This was a vast land. She would not find her pack by lazing about.

It was not so very much longer before she heard a sound in the distance. What was that? Singing? Whoever could it be, all the way out here? She was certain that she had not crossed any pack borders - not unless they marked them differently in this strange land, something which she would not completely rule out. Still. This stretch of land did not hold the scent of a pack. Perhaps this was a lone wolf. Perhaps even another like herself, though she would not hold that possibility as high.

Regardless, it was certainly worth investigating. Any wolf could have news or useful information to share. Barring that, a good story was always worth the effort. Seeing as there really was nothing to decide, Senka moved toward the sound of that voice. It was not really off her present course, at any rate.

A few minutes more saw her catch up to the source of the tune. Female. Older - much older, though it would be rude to say as much aloud. She looked surprisingly well, for all that. Perhaps she did have pack somewhere nearby, after all. "Hello," Senka said nonetheless.

The she-wolf blinked. It was usually she who asked the first questions, but Senka did not mind turning things around every now and then. It was all the same, in the end, was it not?

"Searching for my pack," she replied. It was, she supposed, the best description of this leg of her journey. At the least, it was her primary goal. "Though I suppose I could say that I am learning the land as I go." And that was just as true. She wanted to have good information to share when she returned. Not just news of Telkish packs that may or may not still exist in this new world.