another go

Every once in a while, Corbie made a trip to the battlefield with the intention of boosting the pack's numbers. While she hadn't had any particular luck with that particular claiming ground yet, it was close enough to the pack lands that she wasn't troubled by the idea of wasting time in the attempt, and if it could gain Avalon members even once, well then it was worth it. Besides, she got the chance to travel through the lands surrounding Avalon as she did, and that was always worthwhile just for the forewarning it could give on encroaching predators and the scents of pack and loner alike passing around Avalon could give its own information as well. Today she wove her way through the battlefield without stopping, her path slow and meandering but not pausing long. She couldn't simply stop and wait, hoping that someone approached her - she'd keep moving until she found someone or they found her, and see what came of it.