Deepwood Weald ᵇʷᵖ ilyë mahalmar ëa?

Big paws made their way over gnarled roots and the uneven terrain of the weald. Form blurring along the lines of her pure white fur to fit the foggy atmosphere, the wraith continued her way forward with careful steps. Forward towards the glacial area she had seen earlier that day. Cassandra did not mind the humid and eerie air that penetrates these woods but she does prefer the cold sting of glaciers and snow, thus her first intend was to find a place she might call home again at some point. She was a bit worried about losing her way though. She might not mind this place but everything looked the same and she could not peer between the trees to make out the lands of ice she had seen. She hoped her paws and instincts would guide her to the right path.
 
When the female first arrived on this land, she noticed the abundance of other wolves, nothing like her homeland. She wondered if these wolves actually conversed with each other or if fights were a daily occurrence. She was used to fights and even revealed in them sometimes but would not miss having to constantly fight over ones food. Even now she could smell faint scents of others. One in particular striking out from between the fog filled trees in front of her. Her body stopping, icy gaze shifting, she spotted another. Fur the same color as hers but the body not as stout and instead petite and gauntish she assumed the other to be female.
 
Her eyes following the other female, she did not make a move instead peering at her from a distance. The other seemed deep in thought almost mindlessly walking along her path. She seemed troubled but the wraith was not one to stick her nose into other people’s business, at least not if she doesn’t assume them worthy to receive her meddling. Her head lowered she released a low huff to alert the other of her presence however. She would need to cross these woods and would prefer to do so without angering the local pack if there was any. With all the scents shifting in the wind she was not sure that one lived here, in her home land there weren’t a lot of different packs and thus the scents were usually condensed to the pack area. But here……too many scents to discern if there was a group or a pack of wolves living in this area.