Blackfeather Woods kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown

She was there, for real this time and instantly her tail began to sway as the younger wolf came towards her. She managed a happy grin despite the sadness in her heart and the pain it brought to see her wounded face disfigured because she was too weak to do more. "There's no need to apologize. I'm just glad you made it to safety and your home now." All of that was over now , she was home. Home. Such a strange word if she thought of it long enough, most of the wolves she originally knew up and left.