Uriel felt so tired recently, so exhausted from trying so hard. Luring the foxes and badgers that may be around the woods, trying to ward of any unwanted wolves.. Yet she also need them, a dilemma that was hard to solve. She needed to protect the claim that she wished to stake, yet at the same time needed wolves to come near so she can actually form this so-called group.. Only four wolves, including herself. Not enough- not even enough to make it known she was there. All there was, was by the ear of others.

So she took a break, feeling that the lioness was being especially hard on herself. A breather, really. Only stepping out just beyond the border and into the snowy valley. Though it seemed another thought the same, as held a goofy smile that made Uriel chuckle a small laugh, as the lad looked like he was just a overlarge puppy, "Hello there," the woman greeted, "you seem happy."

"Oh," the girl chuckled more, "what kind of mission?" She wished for more wolves to be like him, happy and carefree. Though Uriel shouldn't say that, as his mission could be more serious then how he presented himself.

"A stroll, from my land," just a break.. A small one before retreating backwards to work. The valley was beautiful, to breathe the fresh air, "I am Uriel of Skyward, who is in The Bracken Woods," she introduced herself. Though the lioness started to feel a lodge in her throat with each greeting, fearing more and more the claim she wished was going further away.. There was fear and doubt, but she kept a smile.

"What are there names? Perhaps I have seen them." She had met a fair share of wolves while around the parts, some not as nice, but still knew a few names. She found it interesting how large some lineage was, and how some are proud of it. Nigaq seemed to be one of them, and while unaware who the Apaata's were, they seemed someone important.

"Ah, yes it is." She nodded with a weary smile, "it's nicer once you explore it more. You're welcome to visit." Uriel supposed it wasn't the nicest area to look at from afar, occasionally carrying a hood of a dark veil.. However nicer upon getting within, various of life was held in and beautiful clearings. 

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Timberlake," the lioness said with a more cheery smile.

"Oh," he had a lot of relatives, "that's quite a lot. Though I do recognize one." How fate was delightful in that way, making the world small enough where eventually she would meet a relative of that wolf, "Dawn is the Alpha of Whitebark Stream. Perhaps she is the one you are looking for." The name was common so she couldn't be sure if it was the same wolf, but at least she was able to mention it.

"The rest i'm afraid I do not know." Maybe another day, Uriel would see the rest and direct them toward the young Timberlake.

"South, I believe." The lioness did not know the exact whereabouts of the claim, but she knew it was south. Very close to Pheonix Maplewoods, it almost brought a negative face to Uriel, but she refrained. She was too close to making the borders nearly finalized to truly care anymore.. Though she couldn't help to still feel fustrated, bitter... Salty.

"I hope you find them," for now, she masked it with a friendly persona and smiled brightly to the young wolf.

"Farewell," and she wouldn't hold him, "I hope you find the ones you are looking for." Uriel dipped him a goodbye, seeing as he had the desire to leave so much. She didn't feel offended, for she knew many wolves had a task, and didn't wish to be detered by that mission. So the lioness simply helped in a guidance, and bid the young one well. 

With that, she too would head back home.