Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained

Corbie hadn't ventured far today, though she'd left the pack lands with the intention of observing some of the lands around them. Though Avalon was quiet, she had been thinking about the feasibility of eventually expanding their territory. She had dreams of young Avalon wolves, growing up in their community happy and free and safe, found herself longing for that now that she'd watched Corvus and Twig's pups grow up there, and she wanted to make sure there would be plenty of territory to support that. So she wanted with purposeful aimlessness through the knolls nearby. Beneath her paws, she was told, were the burial places of warriors long gone. Though she wasn't prone to being spooky so it didn't particularly bother her to know, it was a fascinating thought. She stopped at the crest of one barrow to survey the land before her.