Phoenix Maplewood momentos

The patchwork lass slunk her frame through the trees, all of which were dreaded-looking and naked of their leaves from the overlooming presence of winter. Nakida had visited these lands and seen these trees before however -- this territory was once painted red with maple leaves. There was no telling how many times she'd actually returned to the Teekons after leaving so many times, nor would her stay in the present be a promised one again.
 Though the wolves she'd met here have been an interesting bunch, it would've been a shame to go packing again without giving things a chance.
Her mind flickered back to the likes of @Germanicus and his silvery freind -- how she'd left before actually experiencing what it might've been like to roam that red, dusty canyon they called home. Maybe if her feet willed her, Kida might've been curious enough to return and see for herself. That is, if they were even still there...
The man that lingered in the background was not Germ....Germem....however the fuck you pronounce his name -- but another she had not seen. Aged and distracted by his own journey, his destination not all too clear to the dame. Which made her all the more curious to find out.
"HEY!" Nakida called out, not at all being subtle with her presence as she approached his side with an ever curious grin.
"Hey old man, you headed somewhere?"