Firefly Glen Those Who Dwell

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Whispers would come.

Slinking through the shadows laid out by the canopy overhead, ashy paws were nimbly making way through the soils. There were times they even intentionally pressed down onto the mud just to feel it. Just to get shrouded in the sensations it brought forth. Just to truly get emerged with these new things. So many new things. So many exciting, abundant new things for her to stick her grimy, nosy little nose into and get a whiff of!

Why, she found this all fun! Interesting! So, she came out this way, lifting her nose to the sky to get all the various scents around her of nearby wolves. West, west, west! West was a good place to seek. There were too many wolves in this area, that much she did notice. Well, it wouldn't be hard to distinguish packs here, now would it? Well, wasn't that fun? Fun. Fun, fun, fun!

Her presence was low, intentionally trying to keep herself down wind and trying to take new positions in its shift. Quiet too. Rather hidden. So, this place wasn't dead and dry! No, no, much different from home. These were lush lands, and now came the potentials of their little packs. How many? In what numbers? Which locations? It was like a hide and seek game! It was fun.

Her nose was put in use, and her long ears would not be far from springing to full height in her overly-alert mannerisms. Legend was still, to listen and look as a little raven drenched in the night.