Phoenix Maplewood Laika Meets The Pack

The female canine made her away along the rugged terrain of Phoenix Maplewood border. Her silvery fur came to use with blending in with the rocks dotting the landscape. Her blue eyes raked across the land inside the pack's territory. She knew she was near Phoenix Maplewood territorry, and that posed a threat for her safety, but hell: she'd die out here anyway, so she might as well give it a try.

She reached the a large rock on the outskirts of the boarder, similar to the one inside Maplewood's land; just not spit in half; and looked around, peering into the distance for any sign of the pack's wolves. Her head swung back around to to Boulder lying in front of her, deciding it would give her a better view from the top. She backed up a bit and darted forward, leaping into the air, paws launching on the boulder's hard, ruff surface. Claws scraped the rock as she scrambled for footing in the steep edges. With a screech of annoyance,  she slid back to the ground, paw pads stinging from the friction. She tried again and succeeded, regaining her balance and looking around the much better view.