It was quite a chilly night, but the thick-furred woman didn't seem to mind. She hadn't seen Elettra in a bit, but perhaps that was alright for now. The scent of death had stuck in her nose after Skana's passing. Coquina's mind whirled as she seated herself beneath an old willow. A loud sigh escaped her muzzle as her back pressed against the trunk. Her head tilts upward and she grows dizzy. Suddenly snapping her jaws together, she tosses her head to the side before bringing it downward. "Shit" She hisses, her eyes narrowing. She was disappointed in herself for not getting to know Skana. Why though? If she had known her, handlingthis death would be horrible. Quin couldn't fathom the mental anguish that Elettra was suffering through right now... especially during such a hormonal time.
Coquina gritted her teeth together before she rose back up to her paws. Shaking out her coat, the woman stopped to look upward. The moon was barely visible through the tangle of drooping branches. With her view obscured, Quin looks to the ground and begins to slowly walk along. She allowed her mind to draw a blank and stay that way. She didn't want any thoughts in her head at the moment. Coquina wanted her new family to thrive. Elettra seemed to be an extremely strong woman, at least from what she observed. Yet Quin still had to become acquainted with the other members of her pack. She had only spoken with Elettra and Skana most thus far. Closing her eyes, the wolf stops at a small opening in the mangled branches above. There was the moon. Its waning face looked down upon the lore, watching all activities that would occur. Briefly, Quin wondered if Skana was mingling with the stars.....