Stavanger Bay Rogue Rouge

Sorry not very good with starting threads and I'm kinds confused about the scenery, but here we go.

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She had fled from her first attempt to join a pack. For the first time in three years she had decided to join a pack instead of being a lone wolf. The first attempt; and she had been chased off by a group of aggressive, unforgiving wolves. Making a minor mistake, in her mind, and they were ready to kill her for it. Not being a pack wolf she was rusty at best, with pack edicate, along with the fact that she hadn't experienced it before. She had turned her back to them and had traveled a far distance full of both anger and slight disappointment.

Joining a pack was going to change things but they had done the very thing she was afraid of. But part of her knew that if she didn't give it another chance, things would go back to normal. A boring and repetative normal of eating, sleeping, and moving. Thinking this whole time, she kept going till she could go no more and ended up smelling the border of another pack. 

This time when she found the border and took strides back. Not wanting to make the same mistake again. She also raised her head and howled for a member, preferably a leader - @Skellige, of the pack. Waiting she stood vigilent unsure if these wolves had similar characteristics to those of the other pack.