Unexplained Butterflies

It was eerily quiet around her den, Ellisa not hearing word from her siblings for a few days now. Without them she wasn't comfortable enough exploring the pack lands or even getting to know the members, so she took to wandering from Fiori. Paws carried the yearling far beyond the borders and surrounding area, mind going back and forth between various thoughts about one thing and another, absent-mindlessly following one of the rivers that flowed past the pack and met up with the ocean. The sound of rushing water was almost soothing to the girl, bringing her into a daze she didn't mind falling into.

By time the young girl snapped out of it, she found herself standing in clearing, large stone structure crumbling away ahead of her. She shook her head and glanced around confused, ears laying back against her skull as she tried to gather scents from the air. No other wolves, just vegetation, stone, and faint old prey scents. Tail curved inward while white paws carried Ellisa forward, keeping her head low as she began to circle around the stone structure, wondering if it was safe to enter or not.