Larksong Grotto Ozymandias

Aspen offered Jhala a warm smile. "Alright," she said and listened as Jhala returned the offer. Aspen looked at her fur for a brief moment. She had gotten most of them but there were a few out of reach. "I would be grateful if you did, I can't quite reach them. Thank you," she said leaning down and beginning to pull the remaining locusts from the beta's fur.

It was undetermined how long the wolves of the grotto would be stuck her but for now this was home sweet home. At least all the wolves seemed to be present now. Most removing locusts from their fur or helping those who needed it.

It was good to see that in a time of need there were wolves here who would help you out. Even if you were a complete stranger I don't think this group of wolves would leave a wolf in distress. They were like family here and that made Aspen happy. Family. She repeated the word in her head.  Something she longed for and wasn't sure she would ever find. Perhaps she finally had.