Whitefish River To the Rivers

Time: Just gonna… forward date it to around 10/4 - 10/5
      Weather: 74൦F — Clear — Slightly Windy
          Location/Setting: Whitefish River—Just outside the borders of Kaistleoki
                Tagging: N/A
My girl arrives for learning.

♛

Ugh... By the Gods. Never again.
Her pads ached slightly from almost five days of traveling, two of them spent on the Mountain range trying to get across them safely, but it all led her down to the Flatlands. It was different from the soft rolling hills of the Valley she was used to; it was a lush grassy sprawl of green and brown, cliffs, and bluffs.
She hadn’t been to the Flatlands before when she traveled to the Valley a year back, she had gone up and around the mountains instead of through them, going across what was called the `Sequoia Coast`. She skirted past the Flatlands and never viewed them till now, but she wasn’t here for the scenes.

She was here to learn.

Aliana kept going until the thick mustiness of a Urine post closeby, brung her halt just outside of the territory borders.

This should be the place … 
She could see the river distance; the land of Kaistleoki. From what little she knew, this pack was a pack based on Trades. What she hoped to gain from joining the pack was to further advance her skills. She wanted to be a great hunter and fighter, a provider, and a protector. Something her mother would have prepared Mentors to teach her if they hadn’t been separated by the accident a year ago. Hopefully here, she would find Mentors to teach her.

It has been so long since she had attempted to join the pack, she was a bit nervous. The last time she tried she had been rejected and the other, she was just given to on a plate. Aliana was on her own for this one...

She takes a deep breath and steadies herself before letting out a summoning howl from deep in the marrow, calling out to the leadership of this territory and any nearby who were patrolling the borders.