The Heartwood we kill heroes 'round here

  It had been a long night, and search for new paths to run had become something urgent since Niria had run  all her pack's terrytory at least five times. Crosed the river, Niria ended up in the middle of nowhere, but she hadn't wandered a lot when she realised something different around her. She wasn't longer in free terrytory. Her paws kept strong although she hadn't stopped since twilight. Niria bristled her fur and laid down her head when she heared another tired breath. Maybe she shouldn't be there, maybe it was dangerous... but as a puppy, moved by her curiosity, she kept on walking untill she saw a tawny grey wolf.

 Nobody  was around her, and her awkward apearance caught Niria's attention. With her ears laid back, she steped calmly into the wolf's sight, in order not to scare her. " Are you ok? " Niria asked sweetly.