Heron Lake Plateau Body and soul were bought and sold

@Colt <3

In the wake of Ceara's disappearance, she couldn't help but notice the concern that it had caused Colt. She'd put in an effort to track her down, but in the end, couldn't go off on a mission as Tegan had already done so, as was his duty as scout. She had a job to maintain within the pack's borders, but still called out from various places along the borders in hopes that she might get an answer...Anything. Anything was better than nothing, but as of yet, she'd received no answer from one of the pack's most dedicated members. 

In her spare time, she'd been toiling away on a particular project, and once she'd completed it, she decided to try and distract Colt by finally taking him to see it. She led him into the heart of their territory, where there was a small copse of trees that sheltered the area from the wind which had been unusually high and strong. She babbled almost mindlessly as she led him there, as the only way to calm her nerves was to talk. She stopped him, a little ways away from her chosen destination. "Close them- your eyes, close 'em." She prompted, and began to lead him into the little patch of trees, until she stopped him. 

"Mkay. Open 'em!" She said excitedly, and moved aside to reveal what she'd been working on. Nestled between two shrubby bushes in the side of a small knoll was the low, narrow entrance to a den. Just like her old one, the entrance was relatively small, but she'd chosen the location well; the ground was tightly packed, and somewhat clay-like. If he investigated the interior, he'd find all forms of fluff and feathers in the larger den area, which had enough room for a family of wolves. "'Cha think?" She asked, ears pricking forward hopefully.