The woman did not care for whatever life would throw at her anymore… in fact there was no way that she could care less. She had been slow in her travels, stopping whenever she could to examine something or explore another part of the forest. Her pale grey pretties were examining a tree with strange leaves on them... then they traveled to see a strange looking mushroom. She was very curious of the... there was a pack's borders and instantly she backed up, her eyes widening slightly when she realized that she was too close for her comfort and probably too close for the comfort of the pack that resided there. Still, she was curious about what was in that place and what that pack was like. Sometimes her curiosity got the best of her and perhaps it would be one of those times.
Arc had been toying with the idea of calling for an informant but she decided against it. She turned around and headed away from the borders of the pack and towards the south. The forest was dark and full of terrors but she could still find glimpses of the moon and therefore she found that Diana was still watching over her. The rather pious and foolish girl held some kind of smile on her muzzle. The light and dark hues in Arcania’s coat were allowing her to blend in nicely with the forest around her. It was roughly an hour past the moon being in the middle of the sky and it was time for her to be getting some rest. She found a spot out in the open by a tree slightly off from the border for herself as she laid down to get a few hours rest.