Redtail Rise Lost and Found.

Wynter was laying there wallowing in self pity. Her ears twitched as the sound of pawsteps nearby. Please don't be coming over here. She thought.  To her disappointment a chuff sounded from beside her. She thought for a moment and decided company wouldn't be a horrible thing. She looked up briefly from where she lay to see a ginger male she hadn't met before. He was from this pack however he had the scent of the rise on his pelt.

"Do I look okay," she muttered wryly as she licked some of the tears away from her maw. She sat up looking at this wolf. She wondered what it was he did for this pack or what made him decide to waste his time with her petty problems. "Don't mind me, I'm just here because i thought no one would be around to find me," She shrugged. "Turns out I was wrong." 

Just then another wolf showed up. Another young male of whom she didn't recognize. His fur was black like Reek's. This wolf seemed a little shy however and immediately asked if he was interrupting something. "Hey I have an audience," she joked . "You can stay or you can go that's up to you," she said with a shrug and a glance at the black wolf. 

It appears Wynter had chosen the wrong spot to wallow. Turns out there were a few wolves hanging around the area. She couldn't deny she was a little tiny bit happy with the company. At the same time she wondered if she was better left alone. For now though, she would talk. "I'm Wynter, since I dont know either of you I figure you probably don't know my name either," she gave a small smile. It was the least she could do if they were putting up with her weak sense of humour right now. In a way it was how she dealt with her problems.