The Bracken Woods thorn castle

Her paws carried her back a little more North. Into some woods, actually. The cold and bleak weather suited her well- it wasn't like she had to "deal" with it, it was just what she was used to. Actually, she thought, Alaska was colder than this. This felt kind of nice, really. But would she be able to bear the heat of summer down here? That she wondered. Well, she didn't want to bother to think about burning heat hitting her heavy coat. She would focus on her primary task instead: recruiting. 

Since meeting Kiwi, she had agreed to help her form the claim of Nova Peak in exchange for a place to stay and (hopefully) a good rank in the pack. Therefore, she would spend the next few weeks meeting plenty of people. And she would have to learn to be persuasive, fast. Tuya wasn't sure if she had the social skills for recruitment but she would give it a try. 

It did not take long for her to come across amother wolf. At the cry of aww, Enkhtuya's ears perked and she carried herself to the nearby sound. A soft and pretty girl, with a seemingly out-of-place scar on her arm. Well, at the sight of the scar, Tuya thought she might be the kind of strong wolf Kiwi sought after. Then she noticed the thorns in her paw, the cause of her cry. That didn't change her mind- thorns hurt like a bitch! Small perhaps, but even a tough wolf would be pained to have one stuck in their paw, right? She trotted over, silvery eyes gazing down at the soft pawpad. "Stranger, let me help you. I can pull it out," She offers the girl. Perhaps then, the girl would be indebted to her, and Tuya could ask her to join Nova Peak, and- 

things might not go as easilly as she plans.