Hideaway Strath Looking Glass

For anyone from Asterism Grove. Keyni is just lingering past the borders, scoping the place out. <3

Her paws were tired. Not in the physical sense, but as in constantly roaming from place to place, never settling. Going it alone was no joy ride, and while Keyni hadn't been faring too badly, she was now seriously considering finding a place to stay. Some might assume she didn't mind being alone, what with how serene and composed she came off as. Nothing was further from the truth. She didn't want to be just another passing face in the wild. She wanted to contribute, to make friends. To pass on her knowledge while ever expanding it. The only problem is she didn't know where to start.

The tundra mix never did anything in a great hurry and this was no exception. Having taken shelter in the forest to the north, she had awoke well rested but hungry. Despite the pangs of hunger grabbing at her stomach, she set aside an hour to absorb the warm rays of the morning sun, eyes closed in peaceful meditation. She blocked out her hunger, temporarily, focused instead on the melodies of the song birds and the rustle of the leaves, courtesy of the slight breeze. 

Refreshed and centered, she set out in search of breakfast. What she did not expect to find, was the smell of wolves. And quite a few of them. She drew her head straight up, eyes focused ahead calmly. She was close to a pack's territory, no doubt. Another deliberate sniff assured her that she had indeed, thankfully, had not crossed over their borders. She would keep it that way, remaining beyond their front door. No one liked an uninvited guest. Still, her curiosity was roused. Enough to divert her attention away from finding food to hang around long enough to possibly find out more. She looked around, half hoping that someone might be home in this neck of the woods.