Redsand Canyon Hell, I know that I'm gonna pay

Paeon was bored. She had joined the pack a few weeks ago, heard about this big mini migration to the south, and felt as though she were in a sort of limbo. Not entirely sure when the official move would take place she looked to others to see what she was supposed to do. Where should she sleep? Should she be moving things down? Did they need more scouts to clear the area?

Not a very patient individual Paeon grew antsy, but with little influence on the pack or strong relationships she didn't have the means to make waves, and she didn't think it would be appropriate. The feeling of boredom and a drive to do something were not lessened within her.

As she trotted around searching for something to do she found a dark female shifting around uncomfortably near the stream. Given her proximity, Paeon wondered if it might have had something to do with the water. "You drink something funny?" Paeon asked from a distance approaching at a casual pace.