Gilded Bay A Maze or Labarynth

The winding pathways of the bay always left more to be explored and Heph allowed herself to test her memory, mapping and remapping them. Moontide was growing, swelling. And though it brought her great joy to see it so and she enjoyed the myriad of faces and new scents around the pack she could no longer say she knew well each wolf who resided within. It was an odd feeling, not unwelcome but not wholly familiar and comfortable yet. So she let herself go along unfamiliar pathways and find solace there for she was never truly lost.

looking for @Phox if you have time but no pressure <3