The Wildwood I haven't come to fight, just to say good bye.

Yela pushed herself to her extrem speed as the rabbit ahead of her changed direction. Turning she kicked up mud as her paws gripped the ground. Hunting was one of her favorite things to do and after meeting Hartt she had begain to open back up to her old trickster self. As the rabbit tired, Yela closed the gap between the two diffrent species. Between hunter and prey. The young female leaped into the air landing infront of the rabbit.

The rabbit was confused at the sudden wolf in front of it, and yela took the advantage. Running foward she swiftly knock over the rabbit grabbing it in her jaws. She stood over the carcase panting heavely. Loking around she picked it up again and strood off in such of another. Heading back to the den she had made with Hartt. The deer had gone quickly after she left and now Yela stocked Rabbits and small animals near her home. Dropping the rabbit she dug up the hole and then dropped it in with the other three rabbits she had got this morning.

Yela had been at it all day, whe she finally came to a small creek by the edge af her den. It was rather a great area to come it a drink and was easy for her to reach with out leaving her den to far. As the days had gone by Yela had tunnled under the long making a tunnle and another room where she stock some of the herbs she could find she knew where good for wounds. She also made the other room larger so that at least three wolves could fit. She had made it very well making sure it would not collapse on any one inside. Turning around she sniffed the air hoping to catch scent of the other female wolf, Hartt.

"I'm not here to fight, just to say goodbye."
-Yela
Lone Wolf

Eira made her way through the woods to find some form of water. There was blood on her paws and muzzle from a recent kill and feeding, she needed to clean it off and get something to drink. Hearing the sound of running water, the white and silver she-wolf followed her ears to it. Her hazel eyes scanning the area around her in case of issue or ambush. Having been a previous guardian in her old pack, her senses her tuned to always watch for dangers at every turn.

She reached the creek and began to wash off her muzzle. Splashing her paws in the cold water as well to get the blood off of them as well. The temperatures of the area and the water did not phase Eira at all, being from further north than relic lore, these temperatures were crisp but far from cold. The large-she wolf could also put her size towards her weather resistance. Her pack in the north had bred to be large and durable in the cold thin air of the mountains. She even came off as a male due to her size from time to time.

Yela sniffed the air around her new home wondering if it was Hartt she smelled. Instead she relized it was another she wolf, and the smell waffled from the creek near her den. Turning from her hollow she followed the scent, wondering who could be so close to her den. Then, her tail wagged as she saw the other wolf. It smelled like a female, but looked like a male. Taking her chances she positioned her self to spring at the wolf.

Yela burst from the bushes, growling playfully like a pup. She pounced at the female hoping to jump on the strangers large back, and tugg on it's ear. She had played this joke on her brothers, acting like she had rabies.

"I'm not here to fight, just to say goodbye."
-Yela
Lone Wolf