Bitterroot Valley seven long years

she followed behind the other wolf while she marked the borders. kasia was beginning to feel extremely out of place now, she believed she misunderstood when angel invited her to come along with her. it was an invitation to help her with her task, not her needing someone to talk to, or maybe both. she began to feel stupid but wasn't sure when the right time was to ask if her packmate needed help.

her ears pricked when angel asked if this place was like home for her, "a little, yes. not a valley, though. i grew up on a much flatter land," the word for what she wanted to describe couldn't come to her right now, but hopefully her description was enough for the other woman to understand,

"i'm sorry, i believe there was misunderstanding when you asked me to come along, do you need help?" she finally asked to clear the air. she didn't want to be an annoyance or burden to her packmate. she stayed back a little bit just in case angel asked her to help, so she could remark the borders with her own scent.