tiger striped sky

She is weary from her journey; of course she would not admit that, not to anyone else at least. The blood from an earlier injury - she'd slipped on a rock when navigating across the creek - clung to her ankle, the slight hobble of her gait suppressed by a pride that ran deep in her family. She was far too much like her mother, the same woman that had ruined each and every opportunity to settle down happily in a pack that had come their way. Her siblings still stuck with her time after time, but Europa (the eldest, the most independent and the one with the shortest tether) had had enough. This was it, now; her time to strike out on her own. She'd probably do much better this way, without her simpering siblings and insane mother to get in her way. With a tired huff she draws close to the scent-marked borders, taking care to not overstep the boundaries clearly laid out. She pauses, before tilting her skull back and sending out a call for the ranked ones of the pack. All she could do now was wait and see.

@Raziel, @Scarlett