You Always Say This Is The Last Time [AW]

Karabela knew very well that she shouldn't be off and wandering again but Ivory Ridge had been so still she felt certain she could sneak off for a bit. Besides, Birna was still around and could watch after things for awhile. She had to admit that she'd missed it. Wandering had become such a strong part of who she was that she doubted she could ever full give it up. Did other alphas wander? Raba slowed her pace until she came to a stop in this strange wooded grassland. Was she really questioning her decision? Karabela shook her head. Enough of these thoughts! She was going to think herself to death.

The Chieftain of Ivory Ridge started to walk but as she lifted her paw she froze as she spied a dark… split before her. As she cautiously approached it she saw a strange ravine. Well, now this was a curious split in the middle of nowhere and it just begged to be explored. Carefully picking her path she started to work her way down. After the icy, snow-covered slopes of Fenrir's Maw she found she had little trouble navigating her way safely to the bottom.

Looking around she realized she was not alone. There was another woman nearby. "Oh! Hello, I didn't realize anyone else was down here. Curious place, no?" Karabela recognized the woman's scent, well not her specific scent but her pack scent. "Oh, are you from Abaven?"

"Speech"