Arrow Lake I don't know what I'm doing half the time

Meant for @Mesa. Note that she is NOT trespassing

She had taken herself a bit farther than usual, wandering from the borders and into areas that were completely new. As soon as the realisation hit, she took off and didn't stop until the scent of a pack smacked her in the face. The borders reeked like a lot of different wolves and she sniffed at them, tail going a mile a minute as she peeked inside pacing with the excitement of finding out other packs existed. Did Papa know about this pack? Were they friendly? Or even more exciting, what if they were mean? She began to walk along their borders, careful of how close she got because she remembered her lesson on what borders meant.