Lost Creek Hollow What to do about October

This thread is forward dated some obligatory amount of time in the future! XD  And by that I mean it is set a few days before the rest of SS arrives, but since that arrival time also depends on when the leaving thread happens, everything gets to be up in the air, but I assume it's less than a week from now.

The trip went smoothly enough, but given that one of those traveling along was an incredibly impatient wolf who was looking forward to this giant pile of nonsense being over, it was probably a good thing that nothing had come up.  Directions had been given and dutifully followed (albeit at times at a faster clip, again, impatience), and now the river-carved forest sprawled before them.  Treason and @Terance (and if anyone else wants to come along, LMK) were the advance crew, to scout it out, make sure nobody'd been up to any funny business since it was initially scouted, and just generally make sure things were good to go.  Along the way, winter was keen to show its early teeth, cold temperatures and enough wind to threaten to make things miserable if the pack had waited too much longer.

She'd carried along the piece of debris she'd captured at the near-fight at the helicopter crash (the NTSB probably were wondering where it went).  It wasn't particularly big and weighed next to nothing, so no, she didn't need help nor did she want anyone messing with it.  It was hers and nobody else's, and since it hadn't rotted, decayed, or been dug up by scavengers like a bone might have, she was keeping it with her through the move.  A curiosity, nothing more.  And heaven forbid he try to steal it in fun and games when she'd put it down to take a drink -- Treason was a mite bit possessive, and wouldn't hesitate to bite to bruise to prove a point.  Which was probably a bit kinder than her reaction would have been to a stranger doing the same -- she'd probably just try to kill them then.  And either way, it probably didn't make her a particularly interesting traveling companion as any conversation would be pretty one-sided unless they'd stopped moving.

Once they'd arrived, she'd quickly moved off ahead into the depths of the territory, looking for a good place to stash her prize before she'd go back to exploring.  She found the perfect place above the high water mark of one of the many waterways -- an abandoned burrow built into a rocky outcropping -- and wedged the damn thing in there, sealing it shut with some rocks that didn't look particularly convincing, but at least it was safe for the short term.  Treason would deal with it later.

So now what?  She started back the way she'd come to meet up with Terance again.  They could hang out and act like they owned the place, which they pretty much did until everyone else arrived.  The smart thing to do would probably be to do a lap around as much of the territory as possible before their paws fell off from all the other walking they'd done recently, but she didn't know if he'd be up for that at this stage.