New home, New surroundings, New Packmates

Nea shifted uncomfortably, feeling the jagged healing edges of her underbelly wounds twisted and pulling as she moved, but she knew it was necessary. Her wounds had been severe but now that the edges were healing and no infections had settled in, she had to keep moving. Her muscles were sore now and so was her pride, at having been caught by such a pack as the ones who had injured her.

She was enjoying the spring weather, as she followed the scent of a packmate she had yet to meet and padded up to where the fae sat in the warm sun. "Hey there... Thought I'd take a walk, stretch my legs and meet some of the people Scarlett rounded up. Oh, I'm Néa by the way."