Silver Creek Part One: Be Humble

Set to the 20th of November, the day after Casmir brings her back to the border! :3 Set in the Silver Creek forum just to get Silver Creek wolves -- she's technically still in King Elk forest, but she can likely be seen/scented from the borders.

On the way back from King Elk Forest, Casmir had explained the joining process -- she had to meet the other members and integrate her way into the pack, compared to the instant ranking she was used to in the past. It was odd to her, but at the same time, it was easier on her anxiety to meet everyone one at a time. 

She'd found herself a temporary den in the tangled roots of a tree just outside the borders, and had just finished digging an equally temporary cache for the herbs and seeds she planned to retrive today: Hideaway Strath sure didn't need them, even if there had been wolves there who knew how to use them. Better to use what she's already gathered than to let her garden go to waste. In fairness, most of them had died in the first frost, and she'd been forced to salvage the seeds, but even those were wise to save come Springtime. 

Rolling back on her haunches with a wide yawn, Grace watched the sun creep above the horizion. Never in a million years had she believed she'd be with the pheonixes again, yet here she was integrating into Silver Creek. All last night she'd debated if this is what she'd wanted, if this was what was best for her.... Was it? She'd not come to a real conclusion, guilt ridden over thinking about Saena and the pups. The last she knew of them, they'd been traveling as little bundles across the Teekons in the jaws of the maplewood wolves -- but now, Saena wasn't here, and thankfully niether was Luke: Shreya, Spring, Laika, and Casmir still were, but the other scents on the border were not ones she knew. Who she wished to talk to, the russet girl didn't know: talking to someone she knew could be nice, but it could also prevoke anger of her abandonment. 

What to do, oh what to do?