Lost Creek Hollow Tiptoe Closer

Anyone interested on enlightening a curious loner loitering on the border about this pack? Mitanni would really like to learn more.

She'd crossed so much ground in recent days that she wondered how much further she would feasibly be able to travel. Nowhere had she found a suitable place to camp for any permanent amount of time, and though she was still leery about the idea of selling her freedom to a pack Mitanni understood the necessity of it. Quite a few borders had been skirted and avoided already, but after meeting a few friendly lone wolves she found her curiosity growing too swiftly to ignore.

Further eastward she went, crossing mountains and grasslands, and eventually the mottled wolf found another pack border. With careful, cautious steps, Mitanni danced closer to it, her neck extended outward so that she could scent the delineation more closely. Strong, stable, and yet strangely light. Interesting.

Backing up a step, Mitanni surveyed the territory before her. Thick, closely grown trees appeared to cast everything in shadow, and somewhere on the air she could smell water within. "Not a bad place," the black and brown she-wolf muttered softly below her breath, and with still curious glances given at this claimed territory she began to walk, skirting along the edge of the border as she went.