She had left Glaciem, not just because of the change of rule- but there really was nothing going for her their, it all seemed to change, but S'alkrie could only hope she'd see the ones close to her again. She said no goodbyes, for she longer believes in them. They where to official. Her paws would lead her away towards Devils Spout, a place she had not yet explored. Her nose would skim the surface, the season was changing to a much warmer one, though still the faint snow still remains. She was growing bored, though there was nothing new in that, even in Glaciem she grew tired of doing the same old things. The youth would stop for a moment, taking a few minutes to gaze at the scenery [ though really there wasnt much to look at.] and see some of the Recognition that the Sparse pines used to have. She wanted a change, she had heard some new packs had been forming and she was more then willing to check it out. But first, She must see her Drashiel, atleast once more, she couldnt be quite sure how soon she'd return and get the chance to meet him again.
