Firefly Glen Value

She'd come back to lands that were somewhat familiar.  Kinda.  At least she was pretty sure the lake she'd stopped by wasn't too far off.  Honestly, she'd been wandering around so long she could just be imagining things and have a mental map rather like a mobius strip.

Night was arriving, and it was definitely going to be pretty chilly, as nights typically were this time of year.  Skydance probably would be best off finding some sheltered place to huddle up for the evening, but at least here beneath the canopy the snow wasn't as dense and the air was just a tiny bit warmer.  First, though, she had to find somewhere that seemed safe and out of the way -- it would do no good to settle on some unhappy creature's den or the like -- so she was sniffing about, investigating.  So far, nothing interesting.  Old trails, maybe a couple of coyotes and a fox in the area.  Nothing really dangerous, so at least that was a good sign.

If she found somewhere good, maybe she could stay in the area a while.  This place was definitely more well-traveled by other wolves than the other side of the mountains.  So, a better chance of finding something permanent...  Or at least a traveling companion of some sort so she wasn't just having conversations inside her head.