Heron Lake Plateau Let's give this bad boy a test run.

Coming off PPC to write this incredibly awkward post lol :B

Raven had had mixed feelings about the move ever since it had initially come up as a mere topic of conversation. While Towhee's reasons for moving the pack were sound and the medic agreed with them wholeheartedly, it was incredibly difficult for her to embrace the thought of living outside the caldera's sheltering embrace. It was where her entire family had been born and raised, and where their pack had made its home for far longer than those turdbreaths at Blackfeather had even existed. But there was no denying that something needed to change, and since Blackfeather wasn't going away anytime soon it seemed the Redhawks had little choice.

Tired and footsore, Raven had remained close by the beta pair and their pups for most of the trip to assist them as needed. While it was a role she was happy to fill, she was glad when her sister declared that they had arrived at their new home. Though she was two months into her third year, a week on the move had made her all too aware that she wasn't a sprightly young pup anymore.

Their new territory was beautiful and serene, with a commanding view of the surrounding lands from atop the great plateau. Despite her reluctance to leave the caldera behind, she had to admit that Towhee and X had chosen a wonderful place to resettle their pack. Misgivings roiled in the back of her mind, though. While there had been no sign of other packs for many miles on their way here, Raven had detected the subtle scent of wolves in the immediate vicinity as they climbed the plateau. Were they moving into a territory already claimed by another pack? The markings were sparse, many faded by recent wind and snow, but they were unmistakeable...and uncomfortably familiar.

After Towhee's announcements, Raven made her rounds checking to ensure that everyone was okay. As she finished, she went to voice her concerns to Towhee but didn't have a chance before two of the wolves whose markings she had detected burst onto the scene. The faint familiarity of the scent made sense to her when she recognized that one of them was none other than her lost brother, Screech. Her heart might have soared at the sight of him if it hadn't suddenly exploded in panic at the thought of her pack tearing him apart right in front of her. Hideous flashbacks to the day she had seen her pack slaughter her half-sister played through her memory and she shuddered, a weird half-growl, half-whine dying halfway up her throat. She quickly moved to stand beside Towhee, but there was no threat in her demeanor as she looked at Screech. She was silent, but in her eyes was a mixture of so many mixed emotions as she looked at younger brother's face and prayed that Towhee would deviate from her usual modus operandi of "kick ass first, ask questions later" just this once.