The Bracken Woods all you want is milk, more than you can drink; all you want is honey

hoping to recruit someone... but aw.

she waited.  she was relatively unaware of the drama transpiring within the bracken woods and she felt she was better for it.  she had enough on her plate as it was with her own sulking.  although she appreciated her brother and adored lily, neither were what she was yearning for.  she was unconcerned or uninterested in the rest of her packmates thus far (although, she muses, perhaps she should get to know that little girl her brother is fond of).  so what did that leave?

although her brother needed her right now, she shirked the responsibility today.  sorry, brother.  she followed her feet as they carried her from the heart of the woods and towards the outskirts, towards a small stream that lay on bracken sanctuary's edge.

the stream was frozen over, although with the coming spring the ice had begun to thin.  she positioned herself, and then hopped gracefully with her narrow forelimbs on the edges of the stream, hoping for a good outcome.  unfortunately, all it caused were sore paws; she would have no luck on her own.