Hoshor Plains You Should See me In a Crown

@Hela

This was far east as she was willing to let herself wander, at least until the Saints had better numbers. It irritated her how unsuccessful Donovan's recruitment strategies had gone so far, but to be fair, she had never been much of a tolerant shewolf in the first place. 
This seemed to be a vast, open plain, and although there was still signs of some previous desolation- a charred skeleton here, a blackened tree there- the land seemed to have healed. 
She was slightly nervous, hunting this close to the mountains- the last time she had found an ample prey source near neighboring packs, she had been nearly torn apart. 
She moved through the grass, ignoring the great lumbering behemoth for now, and Settled on the trail of a jackrabbit.