Broken Antler Fen Some free time

She had been rather distant, she supposed, in her time since joining the pack. Few members made her hesitant to leave too often, and she stayed around the territory, doing what she could to use the burden of the pack as it went about it's daily affairs. Today, she had practised her tracking, following a doe through the territory until she finally spotted it near the northern reaches of the territory. It had been part of a small band, that she suspected to have already moved further north, as the group had been moving quickly. 

She moved back to the Cove, eager to do something, and noted the scent od Sebastien prominent here. Sebastien. Lately, the scent had been bothering her, and she felt that she ought to remember something she had forgotten. But she pushed it aside, walking toward the male and announcing her presence with a chuff.