Blackfeather Woods spellbound

Similar boat. :)

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For the last few weeks, Cordelia had been provided shelter within these foreboding woods. The pack members she had met seemed to have friendly intentions and gave her no discourse. In fact, they had given her space as she settled in. She hadn't given that clear of a picture as to what she had been through, but they seemed to assume that Cordelia would come around in her own time. Day after day she had ventured a bit further into the territory and explored new places, crossing paths and catching glances of the other living within the borders.

The sound of flustered fluttering caught her ear as she watched a black and orange feathered bird flee into the branches of a tree. Turning her head to look in the direction of its origin she saw the form of a red wolf. Male from the smell of his scent cascading downwind. Standing just a few feet from the cache she had just unearthed she courageously greeted him. "Hello Sir" She didn't know anything about this male, but smelling the familiar scent of the pack on his back she felt comfort knowing any member of the pack was unlikely to cause her harm. A sentiment she had missed while out in the Wilds.