After resting in the Ghastly Woods for a week the Raven decided it was high time she moved on. Especially if Lorcan was around the area, it had been clear what he'd been up to and she had no interest in running into him. She felt pity on the wolves that had taken him in but that wasn't anything to do with her.
It was only a few days into her travels when she started to feel it starting deep inside. She was able to push it from her kind at first until the familiar feelings couldn't be ignored. When her heat first came on she could only think about everything that her last one had brought on. She wanted to just go and hide in a cave until it had passed. That was until something clicked in her brain. She didn't have a pack or anyone to answer to, she could do as she pleased and if she ended up with puppies again then she could he a single mother, she'd done it before.
So Inna went about her travels trying to find ways of relief as she went. Rubbing against a tree here and there. Rolling in the snow hoping the cold of it would help. Often she marked her trail and let her tail swaying high over her back, all things she hadn't been able to do before but something about it all was freeing.
Soon enough she came to a part of the lore she'd never seen and looked in awe as she moved amongst the burned out trees and landscape. When she came to the den she was cautious not sure what she'd find. The signs around it pointed to it being abandon and it was here she decided to rest for a time. First things first, she needed to find somethings to make a bed out of and make the place more suitable. She set to work looking for the things she needed her perfume filling the air around her.