Kaliska had travelled far into the steppe and currently had herslef? well literally wedged between a rock and a hard place? which was in fact another rock. As she shuffled around in her sleek summer coat her massive ears flicked back at the sound of her Queen's call. Well crap? Twisting and flailing the little fae sucked in her breath as deep as she could only to rocket and stumble out of her sticky situation.
Shaking out her coat she sped lightly torward the source of the call, her small and delicate frame carrying her elegantly across the steppe and to the gathering of wolves. "Milady! How are you? Is everything alright?"
