The firefly woman had grown tired of the same old thing, finding little joy in her boring life here in Starfall. The more she saw others around her the more she wished she'd coupled up, perhaps settled down. Maybe even found a pack to call home, yet they all seemed so full of drama and intertwined families. Instead she had kept to herself for months, dawned as the Witch of the Woods no less.

Her sapphires watched the days and nights pass, finding little joy in doing anything. Not many people came through here, and all she did anymore was survive. She was dying to meet anyone, to have company. Her soul craved affection and attention. As she made her way around the ashen woodlands, the place she'd called home for a while now, she spotted a red haired wolf in the distance that stood out on the gray landscape.

Her own auburn pelt moved toward the wolf, curious as ever. No one really came here unless they were lost or looking for trouble. Her firefly wings stayed on alert in case he was hostile. "Hello?" She started, head cocked to the side as she stood a couple trees away from him. He seemed troubled, and frankly she just wanted company. "My name is Nyx, are you alright?" She asked softly, stepping closer to the male.