Hideaway Strath a catastrophe of ingredients

jhala was off trying to make herself useful in new ways, since for once border patrol was making her feel sort of sad. what a weird feeling. instead she was trying to go hunting, but hadn't found any decent scent trails within the territory. she'd go outside, but she was too afraid that her baby would follow her and then forget why he left the territory and become lost once again. the risk was too high, she'd rather stay inside the territory. some other time, maybe.

eventually, she stumbled upon a different scent, that of a different child. her nose twitched, trying to decide if it was with an adult, and then began meandering towards it. all was probably fine-- however old the child was it was surely safe to be out in the territory... but jhala had to make sure. lotte did mention how dangerous the territory would be.

a small white snowflake was soon spotted clear as day a few yards in front of her. curious, she gave a playful woof and tilted her head, trying to grab the little suckers attention.