Hours had passed. The pair had taken a few pit stops to get a drink and lick their mouths of the bits of herb that got caught up in them as they brought their collection back with them from the edges of the Cedar forest. Had they been too far within them, it would have taken far longer to get back home, days, if they had been in the heart of the former Grizzly territory. Ravenna never allowed herself to travel that far however, not without calling out to her pack to let them know. As late morning turned into late afternoon, the pair, one of silver and one of black, came to the borders of Willow Ridge.
With a waving of her tail and a smirk on her lips, filled with the bark of cedar trees, she silently insured @Blitz that everything would be okay with crossing into pack territory so as long as he stuck to her side. He did, after all, travel all this way with her with a mouth full of sticks and root. She walks on through then beyond the territory line, making way into the direction of the pack den towards the heart of her home. Of course, she had no intention of bringing Blitz that far in. He was her friend, sure, but she had not seen the man in so long and he was still a rogue in her territory. She did not wish he, nor anyone within her ranks, to feel uncomfortable. So after a few minutes she comes along one of the pack's caches and stops, settling down the strips of bark down onto the earth and stretching out her jaw with a yawn. "Job well done." She speaks, shaking off her snow flaked pelt. They had been lucky that the snow had slacked up in the hours it took them to get here, though now it seemed like it was picking the pace back up again. Perhaps the gods had been looking out for the pair on their travels.