Larksong Grotto Home Sweet Home

Eslani was still choked by the fact that Tavi had left, and she had done so much, nearly started a fight, to get the blood goddess away from him. How terrible! Her muzzle twitched into a sneer at that, and she decided it would be best if she calmed a bit. Her long legs carried her to the nearest tree, which she pressed her forehead against. Despite her attempts, the femme fatal could not settle herself. So she began to dig. Dig, dig, dig, for minutes or hours she was not sure. Eslani dug till' her limbs grew sore and her paws grew raw. She then stepped away to look at her fine,fine work. A circular den was carved out of the ground just below a tall tree. Eslani had no knowledge of plants, so she could not identify it by its roots, but she was sure any healer could. The roots draped down like curtains in the cave, grazing the back of any wolf who entered it.
  Eslani then moved to the nearby lake, finding the scent of another. She chuffed in the direction that the smell was, but moved back to the den, as her paws stung to walk on. She panted lightly and laid down in her den, smiling and resting her head. It was not a common sight to come upon, Eslani so peaceful and content, but here she was now, and any wolf lucky enough to see her now should be very grateful indeed.