Moonspear in fantasia

Dusk settled after a rainy, dreary day. With the fading light, the dark alpha finally arose from the cover of a thicket to prowl. She was reluctant to spend too much time necessarily at her den so soon, but in an effort to convince herself otherwise and warm up to it, she instead just kept to relatively nearby when she wasn't doing anything but lounging around--which had consumed many of her recent afternoons already. Even so, evenings like these still lured her out more than any desire to rest could weigh her down, although she knew instinctively that these free-flying days were numbered; she also knew to make use of them, and had to stretch her legs while she could do so undisturbed.

After unearthing a small cached meal--digesting, shaking sleep off her bones, and weighing her options all together, she meandered a pathway. She did not find immediate trails pointing towards her family to direct her attentions and neither did covering the distance to the borderlands hold any appeal. Instead of her usuals, she veered longed to towards the swatch of mountainside she knew @Olive's family frequented. Scents thickened steadily as she went, and so, her gait slowed back into an easy jog.