Bramblepoint I kick that ceiling, what you gonna say?

Minna trekked steadily northward, her mission south having earned her little knowledge so far. There had been the encounter with the dark male, but she had had no encounters with pack wolves so far. She had most definitely scented their borders, but had not ventured near enough to them to see any wolves. Perhaps she should try and gather some infromation of the southern packs for Aaron and Amara, the info might come in handy. Minna paused and let out a howl, a call for anyone, really. It was a simple greeting and a call to converse. 

She had made quick time north, but was hampered by her thin frame and hunger. She had managed to feed herself fairly well, but it was nothing compared to the fair she enjoyed in Rosing's, where she hunted with a pack.b She eager to return to Leto and Liri. She expected her journey home would take another few days, at least. She might as well get some us out of this trip.