Qeya River Here comes the welcoming committee

Shes at the borders.

Ever since her mother had passed; the girl had withdrawn. Keeping her distance from the place she once called home. The place she had been most happiest. New wolves took residence and many whose scents she didn’t recognize.

She smelt her brothers faintly which is what drew her back to the land. She wondered if her father was still here. The young wolf kept her distance from the marked borders but let out a small howl hoping maybe someone she knew would answer.