So she ought not really hide, but once it was clear she reeked she took a route away from the familiar. Under most circumstances she wouldn't have, but the Lore wasn't as populated as it had been so she felt it was less risky to leave the cove for a few days. From her earlier ventures she was thinking most wolves hung by the creek, but south? It seemed more vacant. She could get out, get a bit more familiar with the terrain, and not feel she was bothering anyone. After all she had no reason to dislike Flair, but there were underlying instincts that said otherwise at the moment.
But it wasn't just that.
This...yearning bothered her greatly. She didn't trust herself to be around her other packmates either. She knew exactly what it lead to, and that was just counting the siblings she knew about. Yes, being out on her own made more sense. It might dissipate sooner that way.
She was faintly hoping she might discover where Kyna may have stayed. She remembered the Heights was where her eldest sister's father had claimed. Maybe, all signs of both were gone but she felt no harm in looking. Leaving no stone unturned kinda thing. Instead she heard the trickling of water, and discovered the mouth of a tunnel. Cautiously she stepped into the entrance, letting her eyes adjust.