Sunset Valley her hands know violence but there is a different dream in her heart

Freedom. 

or at least, as much as she could muster. The Grotto was at her heels as she padded forward. Keksheph can't bother her here, and she doesn't have to worry about failing anyone. Here she is free do as she pleases-- she can hunt whatever, fight whatever, do whatever she wants. However happy she is to be free of Reek's new queen, she worries about the wilderness. She hasn't truly been outside any borders in ages-- it feels strange not to be protecting anything. She pushes the negative thoughts back as far as they can go, trying to enjoy the little bit of fresh air she found.

As she moves, she finds the scents of a handful of wolves-- maybe two or three, she can't really tell. The one nearest to her she soon sees, and her ears flick forward with anticipation. She lowers her head slightly and stares, her tail low but wagging slowly. She means no harm-- wants no fights-- but not everyone is so passive. She does not realize that these are the Dragon wolves that Reek and Tavi mentioned not too long ago-- she'd never been taught their scent, and never ventured toward their pack.