Take A Wrong Turn

When she had made the decision to leave her precious homeland and follow her cousin to a distant land, she didn't picture this. For a land where she was suppose to forge a new path and find honor for her family, she imagined more fertile soil, bluer skies, and plenty of wolves around. But ever since she tried to find her way to Valkyrie's hoard, she had not seen a single wolf. The further south she traveled, the darker the horizon got and the less interested she became. Finally, Slyvia had enough. The brunette female found a flat land where the sweet scent of war seemed to be caked into the very dirt and sat down. She folded her hind legs and let out a huff as she set her rump into the dirt. She needed an outlet for her energy, and she knew one way that always satisfied her. While eventually someone was going to have to pass through here, but in hopes of speeding up the process, the woman would tilt her head back and attempt to call forward an opponent. 

It was time to see what challenges this land held for her.