Stone Circle We were right 'til we weren't

@Bjarna @Gunnar

A pack was living at Easthollow. Her hope soared. Was it her family? Anyone she knew? The woman edged closer, with some confidence. But as soon as her nose caught the scent. The female stopped. It was different. She smelled the scent marks again. Her hope shifted into doubt. Her red eyes scanned over what she could see, it looked familiar. This had been her home for so long. Especially this meadow side of the territory.

Arlette hesitated but then howled. A soft request. She was curious, curious who lived here now. If they were unfriendly then she could always make herself scarce. If they were kind... maybe they knew what happened to the previous pack. She knew her mother had died here. Her brother had told her. Perhaps the pack just disbanded with their matriarch. Still, her life had begun here. Perhaps she could get a glimpse of that happy childhood.