Stone Circle This is home

The four-month-old eldest daughter of Valette was strolling through the forest, as well. She rather liked it, seeing as how all the trees looked so similar. With the snow added, it was like a white wonderland. That meant that Steph's midnight pelt stood out in stark contrast, and there was no way she would not have been noticed. So, she didn't even try to hunt.

As she looked ahead, she could see that she wasn't the only one with dark fur that was roaming the forest. Hey! she called out, trotting up to the stranger. Her tail wagged in friendliness, even if her greeting was a little forward. Who're you? she asked. She hadn't seen him before, but she did assume he was supposed to be here. She had witnessed first hand what happened to wolves that tried to come into the packlands uninvited, and she didn't think they could get this far without being noticed by a pack member.