Lost in the wind

@Crescendo

The dark girl had wandered out of the dark woods for the first time in what seemed like ages. At first, she missed the shelter of the thick canopy, keeping almost all types of weather from even reaching the ground, but she padded further and further away, the light rain started to feel good on her pelt. The further she got from the dark woods, the more new scents she started to notice. Other wolves, different packs she had not even heard of.

She was following the scent of one particular animal, one she could not identify, when she came across a fresh one. That of a wolf. It was, just like most others out her, of a pack she had never met before and immediately, her interest peaked. She quickly began tracking the scent, padding along until a shape up ahead was visible.

The shape of the wolf suggested it was a female, and it seemed to be carrying something in it's mouth, something she couldn't make out. She stayed a ways back, studying the fae's movements for a bit, watching as she walked in a zombie like trance.