The slender silver and white wolf trotted up to what had been mere remnants for so very long. With the return of the gods to the lands the ancient ruins had been returned to their former glory. She could scent no one around, which saddened her greatly. For too long the site had been ignored, fallen into obscurity and now with it's instantaneous resurrection too many shifters were distrustful of what they could not easily explain. As if the gifts that she and her father had given them were not enough to make them accepting of the mystical.
She padded up the steps and lifted her head, eyeing the door with an amused chuff. Her wolf form was great for traveling long distances tirelessly but far from useful with doors and man-made things. With barely a thought a young girl-child stood where the fluffy wolf had just a moment before, pale silvery hair falling in waves over her narrow shoulders and white dress gleaming in the sunlight. Mia wiggled her bare toes. Even after a bit of time back in the realm of the mortal she marveled at the sensations that were there to experience. The simple act of feeling the cool stone against pristine skin brought her an odd joy.
Distracted from her original intent to enter the building by a sound she turned her head, tipping it slightly in curiosity as her mystical silvery eyes scanned the wilderness around her.