Horizon Ridge The Setting sun (Nuka)

The female did not rise. The heat of the stone was helping the engorgement in her teets. She would dry up in the next week, it was both something she looked forward to - ... and something she mourned. It would be the completion of the realization that her young were truly gone from her.

"I have heard of you, from the one called Bjorn. It would seem your gifts are now most deeply needed here. The pack is lucky to have you."

Her voice remained gentle as she watched the young female look around. Her heart fell, she knew what she was looking for.

"I have no young here, dearheart. They have gone to be with their father and my sisters."

The breeze shifted her way and the females scent was unmistakable.

"You should stay near the safety of your pack, dearheart - this close to the boarders could bring in unwanted suitors who think you are worth the risk."