Phoenix Maplewood The Traveler Meets Her End

@Saena (Or whoever comes to get Nova): Gonna throw Grace in here for a nice little reunion after a bit, if thats okay :3

Nova Rose had scented the maplewood from a distance, heading towards the unmistakable smell of a border. She seemed to be looking for something specific, determination shining from her ghostly blue eyes. Though the scent was long since faded, she knew she was going in the right direction. She tried to think of a place that was calming, quiet: surely Grace would go somewhere she felt safe. So far, this place seemed to fit the bill. As the ginger and cream female traveled through what she would later know to be The Emberwood and came upon the Phoenix Maplewood pack, Nova didn't hesitate in howling for someone in charge. The big wolfs voice wavered slightly, cracked with age. Her face, silver in age, turned and looked through the trees after she'd lain down with her paw-tips just touching the scent line. This was the first place she'd stopped in search for her adopted daughter, and she had every intention of looking until she found her; even if that meant traveling to each pack of the Teekon Wilds. She'd made a promise, something Nova took quite seriously, and only death itself could keep her from fulfilling it. Luckily for the old she-wolf, she'd chosen wisely. Now all she had to do was ask the questions in her head to whoever came, have her thoughts confirmed that Grace would settle in such a place. Although Nova was a traveler, she felt it in her old bones that it was time to stop. She'd traveled almost twn long years, her wanderlust sated enough to be able to sit and stay here in this pretty maple forest. It was as good a place as she was going to find, for if she had it her way she'd keep traveling till she died. It was Grace who'd changed her mind, pushed her to come and settle.