Stepping out of borders earlier in the morning, the large female intended to scout the lowlands for any further signs of the elk herds that travelled through the lowlands north of the wild fields. Keeping an eye on the herd was crucial especially if the pack wanted to keep the caches full. Also knowing well where the herds stayed would give them an advantage once winter started to hit, knowing their patterns and feeding grounds could mean increased survival of everyone in the pack. With more pups this year than last year, the increased number of mouths to feed meant more work that everyone had to provide, but it will be all worth it in the end. Family meant everything to her.
As her paws took her closer to Traitor's Tor, giving her a shudder at the thought of what happened there merely a month or so ago. Her curiousity hightening as her bicolored eyes spotted the anomalous rock towers in the distance. Stopping in her tracks, she paused to take a long look before tentively continuing onwards up the steep incline. Passing smaller rocks that littered her path, her mismatched gaze trained on the peak. She hadn't realized before, but today the wind was almost absent. An unease pitted inside her stomach as she reached the top, her gaze trailing up the side of the largest tower.