Bearclaw Valley whatever it takes

Nothing had yet come familiar to Laurel, though she was vaguely aware that she was in the same area that she'd grown up in. She wasn't sure why she returned here. Maybe looking for, well, something that she had lost along the way, lost here before she had left it, something that she would never find back. Things like parental love or the feeling of being appreciated. In her time away she had entertained many casual flings but only to find that something was always missing. None of it was real, and none of the packs and gatherings she had joined were like family or home. Maybe such a place simply didn't exist. The only thing that was real was her love for her sister and the love she received from her sister.

It was around sunset when she found Bearclaw Valley and Laurel entered it without much thought. She vaguely smelled the presence of another wolf but didn't think it strong enough to really care. It didn't smell like a whole pack was holing up here, and what was one wolf going to do, anyway? Her paws tired, Laurel decided to curl up not very deep into Bearclaw Valley territory for a quick nap. Surely she'd feel better after resting herself for a while, from where she could consider her next step.

@Xan!