Hideaway Strath How I wish you were here

attn: @Towhee @Phox

It was late evening by the time Niamh made it to the Strath, having crossed the river near the northern part of the pack's boundaries knowing that this was the only way that she'd be able to access the pack's hideaway location. She knew the area well, having explored it while living at the Plateau, and she agreed wholeheartedly that Towhee and Phox had found a safe place for them to raise their kids. This, then, was where she wanted to go, too. 

She was too worried to stay in the Copse. Finley and Elwood were the same age as Colt- and if Colt couldn't defend himself, she didn't expect her in-laws to be able to either. Eljay was a pacifist, and she teetered on believing that Wraen might be too- which meant that the only adult wolf in the pack capable of savagely defending their young was Niamh. Newly widowed, and without other strong, capable guardians she believed would be able to tear a trespasser to pieces, Niamh knew that there was no way her kids would be safe enough in the Copse. Even if it was a peaceful pack- look at what had happened to Colt. He hadn't asked for it- he'd simply been attacked, and by one of their former packmates...She couldn't trust that her children were safe there anymore, and she wasn't going to risk orphaning them by being the only young warrior in their midst. 

She made her way to the borders, the slim entrance that meant that the pack was protected on all sides but this one opening...This was the place to raise kids if there wasn't enough brawn in the pack to properly fight off intruders or dangers. She called out- knowing that Towhee couldn't hear, but believing that someone might tell her and point her to the borders if they heard, or if X heard, or if Phox heard and showed up first. She needed to make a new, safe life for her kids- and her instincts had led her here.