Larksong Grotto Nina

she had stayed too long - strayed far from the influence of the rose wolves. yet there was opportunity here that she could not refuse. a chance to do good, to do more, and so hosannah lingered. yet with each passing hour she moved closer to the fringes of the pack; her doubts were many, and she longed to revisit the dark wood, and aaron, and even liri. hosannah was on her way then, abruptly, when she came upon the edge of the pack and a roaming guard. instantly she froze, lifting her head to peer over a ridge of stone; she sauntered closer and then gave pause again, sighting the stranger as she made her march and her mark, with a brief scrunch of her snout. how lurid she felt. how wrong, to watch this odd dance.