Snowforest Taiga Walk along the forked path

Wynter wandered the borders of the pack. It hadn't been long since she had stepped over the boundries into a world outside the Rise. She had returned recently but hadn't exactly been welcomed back with open arms by her mate or really anyone here. 

As she trailed through the forest she picked up the familiar scent of Lacinia. Probably the only wolf she hadn't talked to yet that she had met before. The last time she talked to her though she was not exactly coming across as the friendly type. Although Wynter admitted she kinda asked for the reaction she got since she had been so lazy in the weeks before.

She had been the complete opposite of lazy since she got back though. Working herself to a tiredness that usually resulted in her falling asleep wherever she was at the time her energy ran out. She worked herself till late hours some nights completely draining herself and then using her sleep as yet another escape from her emotions. 

It wasn't long before the amber coated wolf spotted Lacinia and she approached with a small chuff. There was something not quite right with the fae. Something was bugging her. Or many things were. Wynter wouldn't pry but perhaps she could try to help. "Hey," she said with a friendly smile. "It's been a while," she joked but her stomach did a back flip.