Meadowlark Prairie i'll be home for christmas.

Lele had stopped by caldera, surprised to find the lands abandoned. It had been just recently, when they had hunted together, the pack had seemed strong in numbers and spirits. Therefore it was surprising to see them gone. Wolves did tend to roam, of course, nothing extraordinary there, still she pocketed that information to tell her packmates later. Perhaps, they would know more about the circumstances than she would. 

There was still time for her to do more exploring - she had allocated for herself at least two days worth of scouting - so she went northwards to see, what lied beyond the plains. It had snowed earlier, making it rather difficult to plough through the meadow, but lucky for her she found a trail (and a fresh one) already made by someone else. She hopped in the trodden path happily and followed it all the way, until she spotted the grand road architect in person. 

A dark-clad wolf, not yet aware that he had been unintentionally stalked.