King Elk Forest Arrival

Minna had been travelling for days now. She wanted to scout out just a little south of Rosings, but ended up going further then intended. She had held on to the hope that beyond the next rise, there would be green- but so far she had seen nothing. She travelled now through a dark forest, leafless and bare, thought it to was beginning to bud ever so slightly. She knew that the forest would come back, but she dearly wanted to prover herself to her pack to show them that she was a capable scout. She wanted to find something of value for the Rosing's wolves.

Head sunk in defeat, she searched for a place to rest. When she woke, she would head home. However, a dark shape caught her vision, and she headed toward it quickly, held high and tail raised in dominance. He lacked the pack scent, and she knew that he must a lone wolf. She chuffed in greeting, waiting for him to speak.