Blacktail Deer Plateau I get what I desire, it's my empire

Maybe @Atticus if you aren't too bogged down?

Saēna had found something a little weird at the very back of Blacktail Deer Plateau's territory, where the forest met the sheer mountain face. There was a crevice in the wall, large enough for an adult wolf to squeeze into and more than accommodating of her smaller, much slimmer figure. She stood in front of it, fidgeting wildly as she alternately made to enter and skittered back, uncertain of the consequences and unwilling to face them alone.

Although it was an unusual thought, she partially wished Osprey Jr. was here with her. Almost overnight, the Alpha pup had lost interest in smashing her into the floor, but that didn't stop the melodramatic Saēna from wishing she would just roll over and die most of the time. Only when her lacking courage faltered, as it did now each time the dank, mossy, stale smell of the crevice washed over her, did she ever find value in her cousin's existence. Junior could have gone in first to check it out and, if she was eaten, that would solve one of Saēna's major problems.

Of course, she didn't truly hate Osprey Jr. and didn't really want any of those things to happen to her, but the diva felt everything at extremes, including indignation and umbrage, and translated it into the more manageable emotion of hatred. Still, as she danced back from the crevice again, she wrinkled her nose at her own fear before lifting her snout to howl a small, lilting call into the sky, summoning someone to escort her into the crevice and defend her from the bogeymen that lurked within.