Lost Creek Hollow Now they say we were never even saved

With this petty crime done and having no shame or scruples about it, Nunataq continued along the borders, nosing through the grass, where other guardians had walked through and having long and in-depth scent analysing sessions, where either a tree or a rock or another particular landmark was checked as a claimed spot. She felt like a person, who is inspecting a stranger's room, going through the wardrobe and drawers, picking up objects to have a better look at them and forming impressions of, what could the owner be like. It was interesting and she got kicks out of the fact that she was doing something that was not quite legal.

Part of the fun would have been meeting these people, who had left their marks here, but in the hour she spent, wandering around Lost Creek Hollow's invisible fence, no one came. And in the end - feeling hungry - she left for home, deciding that she would return her another time and make proper acquaintances.

You can either archive it or continue with a different player.