Having always had a pack, having been born within Willow Ridge and never having left or getting lost, it was still quite nice knowing she was no prisoner here and still had the chance to see the world around her, to explore and learn about different parts of the land and the different prey and herbs and wolves within them. Though it was due to sad circumstances, she had traveled all the way to the far reaches of the north, having kept the mountain to her right, she had passed by the falls, the wolves of the Draw, up to the secluded springs and then the vast, open lands of the Larkcall where your vision was unhindered as far as the eye could see. She had been to the west plenty of times, moving along the meadows, marsh and the Cedar forest. For her, the most unknown land was beyond the mountains, though it was a stretch so far from here she did not find herself comfortable leaving her pack behind to do it.
Ravenna silently listens to her pack mate, nodding to the woman's words as she looked her over with a smile. Licking her maw from the meal she had finished by now, she lifts for a stretch. "Come on. I think we should bring the other two fish back home." She suggested with a wave of her tail and moving over to grab the un-eaten fish by the thick of its tail to haul pack into the pack territory.
"Fade"
(This post was last modified: Jan 07, 2018, 07:35 PM by Ravenna.)