Lost Creek Hollow You are one of them, everything but femme

It had taken very little time for Nunataq to settle down in their new home. She run by the mantra "new is always better". Therefore, once it was clear the this move was a permanent one, she set out to explore on her own. With so much novelty around, it was hard to decide, what to do first and what to leave for later, therefore she did the mistake of attempting to juggle all too much in one take. Meaning that she could easily start doing one thing and then switch to the other, forgetting the first until later.

But the most amazing change was the people - they were new, they were not sad, they were normal and easy to be around. Here, safe from the dark cloud looming on the horizon, she lost her moodiness and became a child again. Happy, curious and having not a care in the world. She had stolen a shinbone, which still had some meat on it, and was working with it diligently, when she noticed an older lady approaching. Nuna sprang to her feet the next instant and with the bone still in her jaws sauntered towards the she-wolf, tail wagging happily and with an inquisitive look in her features.