Silvertip Mountain The Mountian

It had been an eventful couple of days for Atari, she has yet to get used to pack life. She had doubts she ever will, but nevertheless she will learn. Atari's mind was caught up in a different thought at the moment, she was thinking about the meeting she had just attended, as she walked back through the forest. FitzDutiful was the one who had called the meeting. It wasn't just for Atari. Krypton had joined that meet as well. They had to share there histories with FitzDutiful but the meeting was cut short due to Zaria. She had came rushing in, her hackles and tail were raised, she wasn't happy that they were there with her mate. Zaria was being protective of her mate. Over protective was more ideal. Atari guessed first impressions were not on her priority list. She new Zaria was in heat but didn't understand how much it could affect that person. As far as Atari was concerned she got off lucky. Seeing how aggressive Zaria got with only two females. Atari took note to stay away from her for now, though she didn't know how long this would last. She could only hope not long.

It took Atari longer than she expected reach the sleeping cave, also known as the glass cave, she had made a couple of stops in the forest. She laid by the edge of the cave, she didn't want to sleep for long, just enough to keep her from the boundary of exhaustion. This is how it always was for her, she is used to it. Atari curled her tail around her and tried to sleep but her mind would have none of it. It went back to the meeting, it thought about what all she had said about her history. It then started to single out her history. Atari stopped this train of though. She sighed and sat up.  After a moment she choose to walk and hopefully the scenery of the land would occupy her mind. She hoped to run into some of her pack mates as well.