Barrow Fields ancient wolves

Grace settled her excitement in worry she may annoy the elder, and placed herself down in her awkward lie down with her hind legs splayed to one side under her. As always, Shreya didnt pry and just accepted the details she got. It wasn't that she didnt want to tell her, because she did. She wished to tell her friend of the beautiful willows in which she lived, the soft ground and the calming scent, but just couldn't. She seemed happy nonetheless, and Grace gave a grin.
            "I must admit, I've never been so happy. I should be recognized as a full hunter soon, and a friend and I have found our own healing den."
She did worry for the Pheonixes though, for everyone she'd called friend and the ones even she hadn't really known. 
                        "I hope everything is okay.... I'm sorry for not coming with you all, I wanted to. I respect the hell out of Saena for what she's doing.... But I had to be with Nova. She saved my life and took me in when I had nobody in the world, not even myself."