Swiftcurrent Creek Trust Fall

Perhaps she was just pondering out loud instead of trying to coax the dark woman to follow - no, she was bouncing ideas, seeing what stuck, seeing what might be interesting, what might be necessary for those in the wilds. If she could implant some hope in this woman's heart, well, that would be an absolute bonus.

Not a family. She shook her head softly, a smile slowly finding its way to her lips as she pondered over the idea of what she was forming in her mind. That silhouette that came brighter and brighter as she mulled over the details. There was nothing wrong with a family orientated pack - but it didn't seem right. Not with what she had in mind.

A refuge for lonely souls, a place to call home. Where no one will ever feel lonely again. That, that was what she wanted most now. A place where no one would ever feel lonely again. 

Open doors to kind souls, no tethers tying them down with shallow loyalties out of obligation. Where the doors are always open for people to come and go.