Sunset Valley New Arrival

Calida shifted uncomfortably as Lane spoke of packs and lone wolves alike, all following sick caribou. How had she managed to not meet any of them yet? If she were being honest with herself, she'd gotten lucky. Lane spoke about it like it was a good thing - and perhaps it was, for the stability of the environment - but to Calida, it was something to avoid. Grimacing, she told the glacier leader, "I - I don't like groups." Or packs, but that would be obvious now. Not intending to be rude, she sighed, adding, "They just make me nervous." And it was true - even one-on-one encounters spiked her nerves. She'd never been socialized - her mother had been a traumatized youth who'd had pups too early, and so she had kept her tiny family far away from others.

Thinking about the past didn't do her any favors, so Calida shook out her pelt, then said, "I'd be better off away from all the action, for now. I was actually hoping to find water... Are there any lakes or rivers nearby?" Water was something she'd always loved, be it swimming or simply stretching out on a large rock near near water. It helped to calm her, clear her thoughts.