Phoenix Maplewood You've got a big heart

"On this side of the mountain range - half of my time. But I use to hunt closer to the rocks," Wraen explained, beckoning in the direction, where their home lied. It had been wonderful to get a break from her duties as a provider for the pack and do something different for a change. Holidays with Maia had proven to be the right thing so far.

"This far - once or twice. Though, if I remember correctly, I met here a pudgy weirdo of a wolf, who screamed at me, when he saw me," the details of the encounter were very muddled, because it had not been something very important and she had turned and left the odd wolf soon after running into him. 

"Let's have a look," she told, after she had swept her gaze around the maple trees that had begun to change their colors from green to various shades of orange and red. "It does remind me a little of home. You know - where parents live," she remarked, as they walked among the trees.