Dragoncrest Cliffs if you see something say nothing and drink to forget

It was the first time she'd stepped away from the den for more than a quick potty break. It was nice to catch a break, though Wildfire's mind was still back with her pups. She knew they were in good hands, with Thuringwethil currently keeping watch. And she would have to head back soon enough to feed them again, so the Feisripa forced herself to savor this brief time alone.

Stretching her legs actually felt so good that Wildfire got sort of carried away as she meandered about the pack lands. Seemingly out of nowhere, she found herself close to the northern borders. And she wasn't alone. She blinked back to a focus as she slowed and stopped, peering between the two young women before stepping closer to Blixen and shooting Furi a look.