Whitebark Stream An exercise in futility

@Goliath

It was becoming more rare that Palisander and Isley were apart but as they tried to find a suitable place to live it had become a better move to separate. Isley had taken to the north, finding a stream to sniff along. There was a pack nearby but she wasn't familiar with them and so far none of the wolves scents were familiar to her so she stayed away. The redhead stopped on the edge of the stream to get a drink, hoping that if she quenched her thirst then perhaps she might have a clearer head for her task. 

Isley was hoping to find somewhere suitable for them to stay - perhaps there would be a claim to assist, or maybe a pack more closely aligned with her ideals. Someone might benefit from her knowledge and she was sure Palisander could be useful too.