Blacktail Deer Plateau untold

Only newly accepted to the pack, Siren had yet to truly rest. It felt foreign, to be wandering around in claimed territory that she was so unfamiliar with.. especially having grown up in her birth pack. As nervous as she had been to break away from everything she had known and loved, instinct took hold of the delicate she-wolf, and so the ivory dove bid her family and friends goodbye, knowing she would not find what she sought in life by simply waiting around.
 
At the age of two, the urge to reproduce and to have children was growing stronger, and so she strode off in to the world.. and after only a few weeks, found herself at Blacktail Deer Plateau. Shifting her petite form, the pale lady nudged a rabbit in to the hole she had dug up, close to what smelled of the rest of the pack’s caches. Another rabbit lay untouched close to her paws, and bending down, Siren began to scoop the dirt back in to the hole she had dug – her first offering to the pack she currently called home.