Hideaway Strath As a kid, my hands were red

any of the Hideaway wolves are welcome

Kinvara hadn't been sure if they were going to share a communal den or not, given that some packs did and some didn't. It hadn't appeared that way and Kin was secretly relieved. She still has nightmares some nights and didn't want the others prying into her past and demons. 

Given that she didn't sleep much and that it was erratic when she did, Kinvara didn't need much of a sleeping area. Instead, she picked an area where a fallen tree had fallen against a boulder and split in two over it. It had a protected area that needed little refurbishing to make suitable.

Currently, Kinvara was up to her shoulders in thick cloying dirt that she was using to make a sort of wall against the back of the boulder to make the den usable.