Bitterroot Valley I'm taking back the crown

sorry crappy post :/ side note: this is probably before she joins Northstar Vale, so she's a lone wolf here..I think.

Genie had no idea whatsoever what she was doing so far away. She was not a wanderer by blood, preferring to stay in packlands and do her duty there, but for some reason her paws had led her away and brought here here, although where here was, the yearling had absolutely no clue. She bit her lip, paws padding steadily forwards but an uneasiness had fallen like a heavy blanket over the aspiring medic, and she was suddenly overwhelmed with a desire to leave.

Genie still wasn't sure why and idiotically, ignored her gut response. This was going to be her downfall — ignoring her instincts for her brain and her curiousity. She doubted she would ever learn to obey her bare wolfish nature as opposed to her superior intellect unless she experienced a traumatic incident relating to such things. Until then, she supposed she would continue to wander and drown in her own curiousity, or, stupidity, whichever way you looked at it.

Genie sucked in a sharp breath.