Wapun Meadow a different kind of pain

Hope you don't mind me!

Another venture out from the packlands, her legs carrying her easily across the ground as the Outrider explored what was South of them. Her intent was to make it a quick trip, considering that there were so few Phoenix wolves, and she would shortly return to take her turn at patrolling. The wraith-like Amazon moved through the coming night at a quick clip, cutting through the marsh to cut down on time away. Covered in mud, the girl then splashed her way through a lake and then kept on. These were places that she'd seen before, even if it had been brief. She wanted somewhere new, somewhere unknown, before she returned to their quiet Maplewood.

Eventually, she got there, venturing just past where she'd hunted the crafty little red creatures until she came upon a small meadow covered in flowers. What kind, she had no idea; perhaps Cita would be able to come here with her some day soon and tell her what was what, enjoying the time with her friend, even if they didn't have the same interests. Maybe she'd even find another helpful plant for Cita's the pack's garden. She would keep an eye out, of course, but first...

First, she picked up a peculiar scent, something faintly like that of a pack but also young. What was a child doing out here by themselves?, she wondered before moving forward, nose to the ground. Her steps were slow, not wanting to spook whoever was there — or enrage the mother for that matter. "Hello?" She called softly, ears perked to catch the sounds of whoever did or didn't respond.