Lost Creek Hollow Took a Journey to the Unknown

Shortly after her conversation with Valette, Ira left the comforts of the territory she had grown used to the past few months. She did not mind traveling through new places, after all, she had spent a very long time traveling before she settled with Easthollow. The female knew she needed to do this, and what better way to learn than to go straight to the source? Her paws led her towards Lost Creek Hollow as she remembered the neighboring pack that had moved in. It was Easthollow's closest ally so it made sense to visit them first.

The journey would not take long thanks to the mountain wolf's long legs, not that she was in any particular hurry. Soon the scent of many wolves hit Ira's nose. A scent she had picked up off the male that had visited not too long ago. Rugar was it? Perhaps it would be him to greet her again. She paused a few paces away from the border and tilted her head back into a welcoming howl. She was an ally, but she would still be careful about the other pack's territory. Once she had made her presence known, Ira would stand back and wait to be greeted.