Navigation -- Fern Gulley

The young woman had been drifting a bit more into the Southern lands of Boreas, exploring them, getting to know them, and today was no different. This time her paws had lead her into a gulley, a place she thought she might have passed through as a child but she couldn’t quite be sure. Philomena found the place beautiful to look upon… and the different plants that she found along the way had her thinking about future possibilities. After all, if she was going to create a type of resistance against the Empire Amon created… She shook her head head.

Was she being a fool? No Face didn’t seem to think so. She’d been thinking more about the potential pack, the idea having evolved from a mere band of followers to a more ambitious thing. The Deliverance. It had a ring to it, and whether or not it would take off the ground she didn’t know. How many wolves would want to be actively searching for the unjust, the cruel, and dealing with them? Then again… She’d need to come up with certain rules to be followed. A fine line to be crossed. Not just anything and everything was considered ‘wrong’... and to others it might not even seem that way.

Philomena threw these ideas around in her head with each step she took. No Face was resting, somewhere in the trees at the beginning of the gulley. It was quiet without the bat hawk. The femme paused, canting her head to the side as a certain heaviness hit her chest. What would her father have done? What would her uncle have done? Philly furrowed her brow. Being a leader… seemed harder than she thought it would be. Just having to plan out a pack seemed overwhelming… but she was confident she could do it.

Things had been coming together rather nicely. The herb stock den was complete and he had begun the digging for the food stock. He had taken a break today to do more exploring of the south, wanting to get familiar with the territory around where he was settling. He was hoping maybe he would meet more wolves and spread the word about his pack. Serene sure seemed interested in the pack and if he could find more like her he would be able to get his pack going in no time. He hoped he could find others who would be interested, but only time would tell. He was still new to these lands and had yet to find out about the packs which is another thing he had to do. So much the young male had to do, but all the hard stuff was already taken care of. Using the old Romani language of his great grandmothers he had came up with a pack name and the ranks. Trotting forward with his head to the ground he took in the scents around him. He was interested to see if any game had come through here recently, or even any wolves that have come through. "Branch Talk", & 'Branch Think'

Every step Philomena took was one step closer to the future she longed to build. Her head lifting, the femme paused and scented the air. A stranger's scent was on the breeze and Philly found herself curious. She hadn't run into many wolves here in Southern Boreas yet... Other than her own kin. A stranger was a chance to learn... And Philly wanted to learn all that she could.

The femme began padding along more softly, hoping to come across him without alerting the male of her presence. When she did find him, however, she found his coat to be of more monochrome coloration. He too seemed to be searching for something, or someone, and with a good ten feet between them Philly called out to the man. "Hey there! Looking for something I can help you find, perhaps?"

He hadn't become aware of the female yet, being upwind from her and his focus on picking up tracks and scent trails left him fairly preoccupied. His satchel was with him again today, slung across his body in case he would find anything he needed. He still had a lot of herbs to collect, but with the lack of knowledge it was hard for him to collect them without a skilled healer around. He wished that Serene had stuck around, but he knew the feeling of a traveler's soul and didn't blame her for going out to explore. His ears perked as the other wolf called out to him, his attention pulling away from his current task. Raising his head his bright blue eyes landed on the earth toned female. She was bigger then him, but she still held the delicate features of a female. His tail wagged at the offer as his eyes landed on her strange mane, something he had not seen before. He didn't stare to long, not wanting to offend her or be rude. His eyes then looked to hers and he smiled a friendly smile. "Just trailing prey and exploring. Are you familiar with this place?" he asked. If she was familiar maybe she could show him around. If not maybe they could explore together? "Branch Talk", & 'Branch Think'