I'm Going Viral

The world was so changed from what she had known. No packs from those days still remained, no point of reference for her to build on, just an array of strange names and strange faces that merged into a kaleidoscope of noise that was bewildering even for a wolf as steady as Gwen. She had wandered for quite some time without truly feeling connected to anyplace. Even the range, where Seracia had once been, held no warmth for her. It felt... empty.

Her restless wandering had led her here, to the border of a pack. She stared onto the lands with faint puzzlement. The markers smelled... vaguely familiar, as if she could almost but not quite place one of the threads of scent that wove through it. She stood quiescent, head cooked to the side thoughtfully, for a long moment. Caution warned with curiosity, before the flame-point female lifted her muzzle to the sky and loosed a long, low note inviting the park's alpha to join her on the border.