Hushed Willows all alone

Pala. She returned with her own name, tail curling behind her. The wolfdog made a point to push past the man, eyes stilled on him as fur brushed together. Soon she stood on her own once again, Lorcan out of her sights momentarily. It made her fur bristle.

She was yet to hunt in the willows, and it was far from her ideal grounds. With the ridge man to keep an eye on, she was unsure how well this would go; but she was determined to bring something home.

You come from the ridge across the vale, yes? She asked, her nose to the ground now. How is life there? Admittedly, she was curious. Viskani had hoped to have gatherings with the neighbouring pack, but nothing had come to fruition. Pala and the rest of the vale had been left to wonder.