It had been around a day or two since she had joined the pack she had came to know as the caldera, Redhawk Caldera, its full name. She hadn't spotted Perry, Ashton or Theseus ever since the encounter at the lake, but the scent their pelts had bore had been rubbed on her, and she was officially made a Redhawk ever since.
Prima wandered about the lands that she now called home. She'd spent most of the day getting familiar with the scenery, was now out to do things... Pack duties. Right. Okay. The silver fae began to set out for border patrol, for that was one of the basic protocols she had to meet whilst being in a pack. Well, she could also check out the territory as she went guarding the edges of the lands, right? Later on she decided she would advance towards filling the caches, ready for the thrill of a good hunt, if she still hadn't met any of her packmates, which she wished for to happen.
Endeavouring to meet one of her packmates, she set out for the borders of Redhawk Caldera, her paws falling lightly on the dusting of snow that'd settled on the ground.
