The small wolf walked through the fields, eyes of pink lurking over the humid territory where lakes and beaver dams were the main attarctions of the area, many good options for prey and water. A place such as this was the best for any wandering group, so she didnt blame Atreyu from seeking a home here for them. As her call rang to her ears, the scarred woman headed there, expression neutral as her ears were up and in alert of her surroundings. She was always in the constant state of fear of being ambushed, a thing that came from her traumatic experience that made her more weary than she used to in her puppy times.
She arrived, thankful of the other asking the same question she would had asked herself, meaning she didn't want to speak as she didnt have much wish to do so at the moment.
