Lost Creek Hollow "what did the fish say..."

"What did the fish say when he swam into the wall?"
Damn.

Not sure if this should be labeled pack activity yet, but this is just Ilya reporting her findings to @Mordecai (:

It had been some time now that the scrawny, malnourished fae had joined the ranks of Lost Creek Hallow, and she was a new wolf by now. Her starved frame had filled out, and while she was still rather thin it was due mostly to the build of the breed. Her long fur was shinier and much nicer looking, she was able to keep it much better than she did when on the move and the amount of nutrients she was receiving didn't hurt. She was finally training now. Ilya soon wanted to begin sparring against other wolves. She seemed stronger, somehow, even though her fur disguised most of her body. She still wasn't the strongest wolf in the pack, but she was stronger than before. She secretly hoped that Mordecai had noticed, but she wasn't sure what he might think. 

She kept hard on the trail of the alpha, hoping he was in fact in his den where her nose was taking her. She padded quickly and excitedly, but still somewhat nervously. She had practiced what she'd say to him the whole way from the beaver dam and felt she was somewhat prepared. When she arrived, she lowered her head and let out a low greeting bark to alert him of her presence and wish to speak before presenting herself.

"It's Ilya," she barked, wagging her tail a little as she grew both excited and anxious to tell him of her news. "I've discovered something upstream the Mudminnow river that I'd like to inform you of," she stated and then waited patiently for him to respond.