The beige female looked about the thick trees around her, new scents filled her senses. Her gloved legs carried her forward, almost to search out the scent. Knowing it could be dangerous to invade a packs territory. The black toes lightly touched the ground praying not to run into another, and wishing all at the same time. She could smell them others, many others, could she have wandered into pack lands? Yes, she must have, the scent markings were everywhere.
She wanted a home, a place to rest her weary, travel worn paws, amongst others so that she would never truly feel loneliness again. Her silver eyes kept close watch around her, searching for any signs of movement, or another wolf. Larka shivered a litter, it was her nerves, she knew it. Maybe they would be a kind pack, willing to take a wandering, petite female in. The slight femme heaved a sigh, this was it...no, she couldn't just walk into some packs territory and hope to be taken in, that was asure fire way to get herself killed!
Larka stopped and fought with herself for a few moments and turned around to leave. "Well it was worth a shot, but not worth my pelt." she sighed sadly. Little did she know she was far from getting out of the pack lands without running to another wolf.
