Pack Event- The Mountains were Groaning

Acacia sat at the base of the small tree, looking around for any new wolves. She felt replenished, both spiritually and in the sense of nutrition. She laid down, realizing she'd probably be alone for a while. As she relaxed and rested her head on the ground, a low rumbling forced her awake. She stood, slowly, and began to follow the sound.
After a while, she began a slow trot, her feet clawing into the ground. Still, no one was around. Assuming, she'd only heard things, she relaxed by another tree, this one larger and *seemingly* sturdier.