Broken Antler Fen New one on the block.

The chocolate female wandered through the territory, glad to be part of this forming group of wolves. She put her nose to the ground and waited for the scents of prey. She'd only been here for a half-day and was still getting used to the territory. Her ears were blown forwards by the breeze, giving her a hint that she was upwind. She growled lowly in her throat, no prey now. She continued at her slow trot, her paw pads slowly getting used to the hard ground, which was much different from her homelands. Her silver eyes grazed the their territory, searching for and others whom she could meet. Sebastian had spoken of him having a half-brother, would he turn up anytime soon? Her long legs slowed to a tip-toe, wanting not to alarm the lark she had scented overhead. She leaped, easily batting the branch the bird was on, but missed the feathery creature itself. She laid her ears back. Maybe she would find a wolf willing to share a kill, hunting without having slept for the past 3 days was not making her life any easier.