Drown Into Eyes While They're Still Blind

It wasn't for any particular reason that Row couldn't bring herself to rest. With her head against the wall of the den she shared with her brother she thought of the reasons if only to pass the time. It was rather warm in the tiny den tangled with her sibling, and there was also a prevailing musk due to the previous vacancy of the space. Still though, Row had made the arduous trek to present point, and she was well aware of War's intentions to rise early and explore. However, none of these things convinced her busy mind or ready body. So it was after much deliberation that the two-tone youth decided to start her investigation of the lands much earlier than intended -and alone.

Unwinding her body from her brother's crooks, she waited until she was a few steps away from the threshold to select a direction. Of course this process was entirely on a whim, but once she had turned herself right Row took to an accelerated trot, hopeful to burn some of her inexplicable energy.

As per usual her thoughts were limited as she ran. Instead she only felt. Sensed the shifts in the surrounding air, the tug of far reaching branches as she passed them. Row had always been a basic creature and it showed as her confidence in dominion was easily unfurled across the pack's territory. It was hers as much as she was it's. No hesitation just resignation. After all, she needed this. They needed this.

She had planned to run until her lungs burned with exhaustion but as she came to a break in the woods she was halted by the distance -and what it contained. Highlighted by slashes of sunlight there stood a wolf much paler than herself. And even though she was no longer dashing through the forest Row could definitely feel her heart race and the surroundins whirl. Broux... two steps were taken backwards, but before she could reverse any further the heavy silence was alleviated by a sound from the wolf. It was a sentimental song full of... well everything. And whether in relief or base curiosity Row stood as the audience to the stranger's outburst.