Blackfoot Forest Neuer Anfang

*rushed is screeching excitedly*

Minna strode throught the skeletal forest, noticing with glee the tiny buds returning. Locusts husks sometimes cracked beneath her paws, she suspected the horrible creatures would leave this trace for quite a while. Vegitation was slowly, slowly beginning to recover from the tragedy, and Minna was overjoyed. 

Today she paced the borders, eager to add her own scent to the pack's. She scuffed her paws along the ground, depositing her scent onto the earth. It was then she noticed the black girl, waiting silently at the borders. She was large, much larger than Minna, and seemed pretty healthy despite the raging famine. Good, for the pack could use such members. Perhaps that is what she wanted?

Minna approached at a brisk trot, chuffing in greeting as she neared. She smiled, wanting to put the female at ease. "Welcome to Rosing's, my pack. What do you seek?"