Bearclaw Valley Ladybugs will flee you, wolves run wild in you

Arielle had always been fascinated by the beauty of flowers, even as a small girl. So she was no stranger to center of the territory where the meadow seemed bursting with flowers of various colors. This was her first time ever seeing such a place and she had no idea it could look even prettier than it already did. Admittedly, she spent more time here than anywhere else in the territory, never skirting her duties, of course. Well, the duties she assumed should be hers. She had managed to catch a few rabbits and a vole or rodent here and there; hunting wasn't her specialty by any means, but she had managed to get by on her own, and had learned a couple things at least. Patrolling was another story. She understood the mechanics of it, but as someone who had never fought with anyone before, she had trouble believing that she should be patrolling in the first place. She felt marking the borders should be left to the leaders, and since fighting was mostly out, that didn't leave much reason for her to be near the edge of the territory in the first place. Still, she tried occasionally, deciding she could at least alert the rest of the pack to danger if she ever stumbled on it. 

Today, she had deposited a rabbit in one of the caches, and then found herself wandering near the flowers again. It was warmer here than in the mountains, which she enjoyed very much. She had just inhaled the delicate scent of an indigo flower when she heard his call—Aves. Her presence was requested and his howl sounded serious, which instantly made her heart beat quickly in her chest. She wondered if she had done something wrong and was now in trouble.

Whatever his reason for calling her, she thought she better face it now and get it over with. Her stomach knotted at the thought that she might have let Ursus down in some way, but hiding from the problem wouldn't get her anywhere. 

She trotted into the clearing, tail and ears held down in submission. She took a seat in front of Aves next to a packmate she didn't know very well. Her gaze settled on his chin, never meeting his own, and then she waited for him to speak.