King Elk Forest a brief reprieve

Rowan was still not sure if it was necessarily a good idea or not for her to venture out of the Creek but it felt so freeing. She had been cooped up for so long, for a couple months, and stretching her legs was a treat she had missed desperately. She finished the hare, licking her fur clean when she realized that she was no longer alone by the sound given. She scanned the woods around her, finally finding the source of the scent she'd caught. 

From physique alone it seemed another female, drenched in rich colors, warm hues so different than her own. Rowan stood, lithe frame curiously presented. She hadn't encountered a stranger in months aside from the wolves that loitered on the Creek's fringes. "Hello." She offered it gently, her voice even enough.