Bearclaw Valley Some people feel the rain, others just get wet.

Valette stood by the only entrance of the steep valley. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled a scent unknown to her. Though neutral territory, the female was still protective over the lands of her birth. Bearclaw Valley as a pack might not exist anymore, but she would keep an eye out nevertheless now she was settled in a territory next to it. Often the entrance would go unnoticed for weeks but lately, it seemed to be visited more frequently.

Valette made her way down into the valley out of curiosity. However, she noticed the spike in the air too. The brooding effect that told her rain was coming rather sooner than later. The charcoal alpha female made haste tracking the scent. She didn't have long, minutes later the rain was coming down, washing the scent of the stranger away. Valette moved through the high grass of the open fields when she decided to seek some shelter from the wetness coming down.

As the trees covered her she shook out her pelt. She remembered this forest well. She glanced back at the river that cut through the fields. She wondered if the river was going to flood once more as it had done when she was so small. The female was lost in the memories of her childhood, for a moment she forgotten her original quest and stranger she had unintentionally wandered close to.