Hushed Willows ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

Faye’s short life hasn’t been very consistent but she is a patient little girl. Her mother wants to take her out of Morningside and she will follow, for what other choice does she have? She doesn’t really like it. She likes the Maplewood but at least wolves she knows are here, as few as they are. She’d just been getting bigger and braver and meeting the other wolves and now, all of a sudden, they had to live with others? Mostly unsure of what to do with this information, she stays quiet and reserved and mostly with her mother unless otherwise told.
 
A big howl goes up and her large ears swivel, searching for its origin. She’d been following a scent trail through the willows, away from anyone else, and so she does her best to make it before she gets in trouble. Not knowing the territory makes things a bit confusing and she gets lost a little, eventually coming up to the right of the meeting. Her eyes widen in surprise, not knowing a single wolf that has gathered, and she stays back a great distance (though not hidden) and waits.