Fickle love (surreal)

She was making her rounds. Alone time. Odette. And now Surreal. She needed to speak with the woman. In the days that had past, she had gotten better control of her emotions, kept them under tight wraps. But there was no deny the change in her. She moved with a new purpose. Nostrils quivered as she explored the forest, uncertain whether or not her sister in law still resided here. A soft bark would leave her lips as she approached the den where she had found her brother shortly after the birth of his children. Hardened eyes scanned the area as she inhaled. She hoped that the woman was nearby, she was not in the mood to go on a wild goose chase to find her. Lingering for a moment, audits twitched, giving her sister in law time to answer before she turned and left this place to begin searching elsewhere. But she had no idea where else they would be.