The Sentinels Pawsteps along the borders

The small wolf lurked around the outskirts what she could only assume was pack's territory. She nervously stood as she realized she was definitely close enough to peek around the trees, her paws ached and her back leg was sore from a progressively healing bite wound. She had a slight limp in her step, but could manage to go quick enough on three legs. She lifted her head to the air and sniffed as new aromas flew through the air. Tall trees dotted the terrain and covered her view as she scanned the area for other wolves such as herself. Her coarse fawn pelt was matted and dirty, after stumbling countless times when she hurt her leg time and time again. She narrowed her blue grey eyes as she heard a distant noise, the wolf's ears flicked as she anxiously stood, making sure to stay where she was. Reginae's tail soon dropped and hung above the ground as she froze and kept complete attention on whatever could approach her.