Bearclaw Valley All Alone

Katia looked around as her fur blew softly through the wind. She had a pack now, and couldn't be happier, though there was still something unknown troubling her. It was something she hadn't felt before, something...different. She took a few steps into the wind, pushing directly into her eyes. She felt alone, which wasn't unusual, but this came with another sensation that wasn't so welcomed.

Perhaps it was the thought of being a part of something, but not so much as fitting in. Maybe it was the fear of existing without purpose.

Or possibly, she was just lonely.