Bearclaw Valley She's got the high score and you're coming off way too keen

Nunataq did not have many visitors at Bearclaw valley, but it was probably due to the fact that she inhabited a small corner of it. Now and then she would catch and follow scent-trails left by occasional travellers, but it had been a week now, since she had met anyone in person.

She did not mind this. Self-sufficient and having company at hand, when she needed it (Arlette over at Easthollow, Breccan at Lost Creek Hollow), Nuna spent her days hunting and providing for herself, playing music on the bottle and hoarding a myriad of objects she considered to be a valuable treasure.

Until one day she happened to hear voices in the vicinity and was drawn to investigate, who they were and what their business was here. She was taken aback a bit, by seeing more wolves than one. She was aware of the importance in numbers and knew that she could not take these people single-handedly, if things led to that.

Having not recognized either Lucas or Marten, both being very faint and washed-out memories of her past, she knew right away, who the russet-bunny-tailed she-wolf was in their midst. "Wuff!" she greeted her with a quiet bark, revealing her presence to everyone. Then, completely ignoring the two other people, who were her brothers, she approached Indra with a happy and curious expression. What had brought her here?