king of the hill

Jinx had left Dawa's resting place, as well as Tenzin, behind in order to more carefully explore the Vale. She had got a brief glimpse of it when it was inhabited, but it had cost her her dignity. Now, Jinx could wander the wide vale without fear of repercussion. The closest pack was the plateau, and that was miles away.

She had half a mind to relocate her wolves here, if only to make use of the bounty of herbs that grew in the vale. Walking through a small patch of greenery released the crisp scent of sage, which the Alpha paused to bask in for a moment. Lecter would definitely prosper from relocating here, but the shaman's one request held her fast to the mountain. He wished to die upon its slopes, and Jinx would not steal that wish from her mate.

Her pleasant walk was abruptly interrupted when she turned around a bend in the vale's sparse forest and spotted a white wolf rolling around in the grass. Jinx halted where she was to watch, though the hair on her spine prickled uncertaintly. She was a warden and a warrior of the mountain, so she was confident of her abilities, but she also suspected which pack this unidentified wolf came from... And, no matter what ignorant thoughts they thought about her, Jinx had no desire to hurt her former family.