Gray...Black...White....

...Overcast.

A perfect day it was for this certain individual. Not too sunny, not too glaring, just right. It was a perfect setting for the goal she had in mind. If it were anything but cloudy, she didn't think she'd have the confidence to go through with the task ahead. This was something she had longed to do for what it seemed like eternity now. The lone-wolf life didn't suite her very well.

She had never been accustomed to loneliness. There have been many days where she longed for what was. She wanted it back, so much so that it physically hurt. It had all happened so quickly, so suddenly. Everything had seemed so...perfect. But it was all a ploy, taunting her because of her innocence. It mocked her for being so naive. The girl would never forget what happened that fateful day, when a blazing white knife sliced into her perfect world.

Her humans, her companions, her family, gone with the torches of their rivals. If only that disease hadn't wormed its way into her home. If only food weren't scarce. If only it hadn't been winter. If only the universe hadn't made them an easy target.

If only if only if only....

It no longer matters now...they're gone, just like the snow that softly fell on the aftermath.

Dappled pink nose brushed against the cool grass, taking in the obvious scent ladened on the blades. This is where she stopped, frosty blue eyes scanning the land beyond. She sat, tucking her striped tail neatly against her side. This is where she would wait, patiently.

Hopefully, someone would arrive soon to receive her, and, hopefully, to rescue her from this lonely world.

One good thing about the monochrome female is that she had patience. She was never one to be antsy, itching for something to do and to get her legs moving. Her body didn't possess an excess of energy, but that's not to say that she couldn't get a job done if required. She would run to the ends of the earth if a task was laid upon her shoulders.

But that would entirely depend on who positioned her with the task.

However, she had no task at hand at this point in time, only one that she laid out for herself, and it was currently in progress. All she needed to do now...is wait.

It wasn't too much longer when she caught movement out of the corner of her eye. It was another darker hued female mixed with whites, and icy blue eyes to match. No scent presented itself to her until the individual came closer. Perhaps that is how the stranger knew of her presence. The wind granted the patient female someone to come to her aid.

"Hello there. You're on the border of Gemini. State your name and business, please."

No beating around the bush. No fluffy formalities, just simple and to the point. This brought some relief to the young woman. She wasn't one for much conversation. Luckily, the monochrome female could get behind the business-like formalities the Gemini resident presented her with.

She nodded her head in respectful greeting toward the other female before giving a short and sweet answer in return. "Zavona, here for acceptance into Gemini, if you'll have me."

The other woman's darting eyes did not go unnoticed by the monochromatic female, but she hardly found it suspicious. If anything, it was a customary part of the job to be on the look-out for any potential threat, which is completely understandable.
Zavona knew she herself wasn't a threat to the other woman, but the stranger didn't know that. The young female made sure she didn't come off as a potential threat by keeping her stature as relaxed as possible. However, it would be a lie to say her nerves on the inside weren't making themselves known to her. Yes she was nervous, who wouldn't be? More specifically, who wouldn't be nervous if they were seriously trying to sell themselves in order to be accepted into a new home? The young woman refused to let these thoughts show on her face or in her body language. She needed to make a good impression as best she could.

Even though it was true that she was desperate to find a new place to call home, the thought of just lazing about and leeching off the pack did not appeal to her. It would be a selfish thing to do. Plus, she wasn't the type to laze around anyway. She always needed something to do to keep her busy and moving. She loved the feeling of movement, because it imbued a sense of purpose within her. Not to mention, staying busy kept her thoughts at bay.

"Very well, what can you offer to Gemini? What use are you to us? Pretty standard question. Bonus points if you have a particular talent that you can teach others, but it's not required. I just like to be wowed every now and again."

A talent? She hadn't really thought about any talents she may have, apart from the ususal; hunting and tracking, which she bettered over the time she was on her own. However, what wolf couldn't do those things? A pup. It wasn't good enough, and while useful, was too generic. She had to think of something she knew she was good at, or at least a passion that could potentially be of use.

...Well, she did enjoy various types of weather.

Time to put on the game face.

"I can predict the weather, at least to the best of my ability. The weather is of a fickle nature and can change quickly, but for the most part it stays consistent." Turning her gaze away from the other female, she let it travel to the deciduous trees surrounding them. Her eyes focused intently on the leaves, watching them tremble in the gentle wind. "There's a slight breeze with an overcast sky, which means there's a chance of light sprinkles of rain, but nothing too heavy." Turning back to the other woman, she proceeded. "Wind is a good indication of rain on the way. The heavier the wind, the higher chance that a storm is well on its way. Another thing to look for are the leaves on the trees." She turned her eyes back to the nearby trees and motioned to them with a slight nod of her head. "If it's really windy and you can see the undersides of the leaves, that means heavy rain is on the way, possibly a storm." Turning back, she wondered if that would be good enough. Was it all common sense? They could obviously smell the rain on its way, but...

"It's good practice to have in case your sense of smell is impaired, such as a runny nose, or on the off-chance that you don't have a sense of smell at all, probably due to some form of trauma." Anything else? "It could also prove useful for traveling. It's best to have an idea if light rain is coming, or if a storm is on its way, that way you know whether to keep going or if it would be best to stop."

As an afterthought, she looked up to the clouds above. "When it's not a cloudy night, I often look to the stars for guidance. For the most part, they're pretty consistent."

It was weird, talking this much. She couldn't remember the last time she talked in a continuing string of sentences. In a way, it made her feel self-conscious, but only a little. More than anything, it surprised her to hear and feel how confident she spoke when she talked about her passion. She felt...different, unlike herself, or at least unlike the self she knew. She didn't want to come off like a blabber-mouth, but she needed to sell herself if she were to be granted into the pack, and letting your passion show was a good method, especially if it could benefit others.

The striped female gave a light chuckle. "I guess you could say the sky is a big interest of mine." But not just her passion would do. She needed to give her word that she would do her duty for the pack in whatever way possible. Putting on her serious face again, she went on. "I will also do my part for the pack in any way I can, whether that be through patrolling the borders or navigating on any trips you might take outside the borders." Remembering her thoughts from earlier, she tacked on, "I'm not one for sitting around. I need to stay busy, to keep moving. Put me to work, and I'll get the job done." Of course, words can only take you so far. It's easier to say what you'll do than actually following through with it. The young woman hoped she would be granted the chance to show her worth.