Big Salmon Lake Vague statements

This looked lonely. :)

A month had passed, since Wraen had left Moonspear behind without a second glance back, and after the first excitement for a new adventure had ceased, life had become pretty much the same for her. Hunting, providing, guarding at times and connecting with the pack-mates. The latter with her work-load was a little difficult to do, since their number tended to increase with every psasing day, and more often than not she did not find in herself the capacity and energy to go over and make friends with every new face that appeared in the rank table. 

This fact - though making her feel increasingly left out of all the important events and socializing with others - did not deter Wraen from leaving the territories almost daily and work on her hunting skills in solitude. Now that sufficient time had passed since her leaving Moonspear, she felt braver to venture further away from Sunspire and closer to the place that would not welcome her cordially, should she run into any of their members.

From afar she saw Bramblepoint, which had been her favorite place (and was still, though she could not visit it as often as she would have liked), and made her wonder, whether her secret hide-out was occupied by someone else. However, before she disappeared there, it felt right to go over to the small lake nearby and check upon the potential prey situation there. It was highly unlikely that Sunspire wolves would venture this far away, unless they were pressed for food, yet Wraen's practical mind did not allow her to make a journey for journey's sake - there had to be some benefit as well.

Upon her arrival, she noticed another wolf with a dark pelt that had already taken a seat by the only substantial source of water in the area. She slowed her pace and eventually came to a halt several feet away from the man, watching him both curiously and cautiously and wondering, if her would take notice of her as well.