Lost Creek Hollow Should I revise or rewrite

Treason wondered whether the deer would turn this way and come hide in the forest that former-Sunspire now claimed.  It would be convenient, certainly, so chances were it wouldn't happen.  But still, it wasn't going to be much of  walk for them to be able to hunt that herd as long as it stayed in the area.  Certainly less effort than her previous explorations in search of anything edible back when the mountain was a barren wasteland.

And so her thoughts continued until another announced their presence.  The beta's head whipped in that direction, quickly finding the source.  Treason took a few more strides away from the borders, towards the other wolf who seemed oddly familiar.  Hm.  She thought about it, and eventually things clicked into place, Huh.  You again? Found somewhere else, then?  Tindome had, after all, collapsed and Treason hadn't really paid much attention to what happened to its members.  They'd disappeared into the ether, ne'er to be seen again as far as she was concerned.  She hadn't been much into paying attention to stuff beyond the borders at the time.  She hadn't forgotten the sort of awkward meeting at the borders, though, and wondered if this was going to be a similar scenario.  Treason, of course, was her usual confident-but-aloof self.