Blackfeather Woods there's hardly room for seconds

There was a wolf walking through the woods with purpose, their gaze focused on something in the distance that Grim could not spot. He followed her a ways, eyes narrowed. He had seen this female before at a pack meeting that had been held after his return from exile. He hadn't seen her since then. This wolf had been absent from the last pack meeting, or hunt rather, with Meldresi's young. Grim had assumed that this female wasn't part of the pack anymore. But here she is traveling the territory.  It surprises him then that she had been absent at the last gathering when it had been so important to their alpha. "What are you doing?" He calls from behind her.