Broken Antler Fen The nights are colder now

@Dacio @Praimfaya

It was too much for her. The earth's rage was immense, shaking and destroying much in its path. She had seen so many bodies, heard many cries of loss in the distance of her travels. The prey was scarce, so scarce that for a lone wolf it was near impossible to feed themselves. She had lost much weight, she was already a smaller wolf and now it was truly her thick fur that was keeping her warm, for beneath it all you could see her bones. Despite how weak she had gotten she continued to travel, keeping to one general area and familiarizing herself with the land. There were two packs, the one that had the stench of the man she had lain with and one that held no familiar scent. It was on her way back through the territory, pondering exploring somewhere new that brought her to the borders of Roangeda. There was one scent that was familiar and she kept her distance, sniffing it and trying to place where she had met this wolf. She recalled the young girl who had helped her with her shoulder, the one who was to grow up and become the leader of a pack called Roangeda. She remembered the invitation to become one of them, the girl had said she would fit in well. It didnt take long to decide and she groomed at her fur, trying to fluff it up so she didnt look so scrawny and sickly before she called for the leaders, specifically the girl herself.