Northstar Vale it's all water under the bridge now

The days after her acceptance into the Reneian Empire had been filled with naps and quiet contemplation. Saarthal had, uncharacteristically, kept to herself, exploring the territory in its entirety and mapping it out in her mind. It'd been too long, way too long since she belonged to a pack and by extension, had a semi-permanent place to call home. And after so much wandering it took some time for her to get used to. Scratch that, she still wasn't used to it, and reflecting quietly on that thought by the edge of a stream, she wondered if she would ever be. Perhaps, Grandfather and Father had been right - wandering was in her blood. But even they settled down and built a family. She was probably born when Father was her age now. Damn. That put things into perspective. 
 
With a shake of her head, Saarthal got up and started in the direction of the borders. The night air was crisp and cool, exactly how she liked it, and there didn't seem to be anyone around (which she didn't like as much) but having been plagued by insomnia lately, she knew sleep wouldn't come for her anytime soon. Might as well go for a border patrol, make sure things still smelled right, that sort of thing.