Hideaway Strath My breath is earthly strong

Maiken didn't travel among the pack too often. She preferred the fringes. The hunt for plants and herbs that she would need. The cultivating of them, down in the warmth of the hot springs. Which was also where she had made her home.

It was with surprise she moved towards the den that she knew nothing of. She smelled a newcomer there. Though the wolf's smell was mixed in with Fury's she didn't know them. She let a chuff leave her lips and then she settled outside. It was rude to go inside someone else's den.