Because we can

Spring had brought more reasonable temperatures to Boreas, and so it had lured Leto back north. She could have just stayed in Auster despite the unusually cool temperatures and the rain, but knowing that her siblings had been in the northern continent all winter had her steps turning that direction out of a worry she would never actively admit to. Sure, last she'd known Arry was in a pack, but packs fell all the time. Who was to say that hers had even made it through the winter? Then she'd have been left all alone to hunt for herself in that nasty northern snow. And Iskra, who for whatever brain-dead reason, had saddled herself with that useless little mute creature and would have to provide for BOTH of them. Considering the brat's actions at HER hunt she couldn't imagine that it would be easy to have it around when someone was trying to gather enough food to keep two wolves alive and well in freezing temperatures.

It had been a long, solitary dry season in Auster for her though, and worried as she might be for her siblings Leto had decided to take some time for herself while she was up here. She'd spent a pleasant night with that Chaos Saxe right before she'd gone south, and that certainly seemed like a fun way to reacquaint herself with "civilization" after so long by herself. So since it only took her a little out of her way she'd meandered toward the mountain range that Chaos had said he called home. Weaving her way along the winding mountain paths until she found an abandoned den (from when Chaos' pack had lived here? Or was it just another loner's den, perhaps a loner who had fallen to their doom in the treacherous mountains? It amused her to wonder) and was able to strew the interior with the tools and products of her trade, which luckily for her included some comfortable furs and hides that she'd bundled everything else in for the journey. Returning to the cave entrance she tilted her muzzle to the sky and called out for the sabretoothed former alpha.