Is this what you envisioned?

The slave was sitting on her favored perch. A rock above her den. Hannibal's was a short walk to find, but she refused to rouse her master during the day. His mistress had also exited the lands today so she was free until it was starting to get dark. Well not really, but her duties were done until then. She knew she was like death if one looked at her. But it was better to not anger anyone or take what was not hers to take.

She let out a sigh. This was not what she had envisioned when she got free from her father and his hellish pack. Her den honestly wasnt much of one either. It was merely a pair of rocks, one leaning on the other to make a crevice big enough for her to be under. Hannibal didnt tell her if she was allowed to dig it into an actual den so she didn't. She layed her head down as she thought over the circumstances. She had not met any other members except nepthys, thora and hannibal, but only one of those she even liked. At least the other girl didnt make her submit.