Hideaway Strath I wonder, wouldn't it be nice

Tired after her wild hunt, she returned to 'home' strange it was to even think that, Home... a place to return to. Even her birth pack she had never considered a home, and left it long before she should have, she had traveled far and wide never staying in one place and never returning to any place she'd been to before. So this was strange and new and she still even after her wild hunt didn't know what to feel about it. Maybe, given time 'pack' might begin to feel more real. Especially if they bled or blooded together. That always bonded wolves.

Looking for a place to sleep the day away since night was this dark wraith's prefered play time she almost wandered straight into another female, she halted and scented the air this one smelled like male she had to meet but at least she knew the scent of the overseer well enough to know this one was pack.

Whrist halted and offered the female a nod waiting to see how she's react to a black wolf almost tripping over her. She offered not appology, nor any other words they were not nessessary if this one just wanted to walk away.