Nomads Pass with good intent.

RE: A recent heat wave has left the forest drier than usual.
Open for one or two wolves only! Sunny, 76F/24C

The boon of being Shrike's left paw was that she could vanish into thin air and return days later, and no one asked why. No one came after her. She gathered information and she was allowed to do it, unhindered. Whether or not he followed her recommendations was another matter entirely -- and occasionally, a very exhausting matter -- but that was not one covered in her hellish contract.

So today she found herself high upon a slope, doing her best to use the height to her advantage to scope the surrounding valley. Greenery would have made this more difficult, except the heat wave had lasted more than a moon and even the alpine ecosystems were starting to suffer. She would accuse Marianna of poor scouting, but she highly doubted this obscene weather was isolated to one forest. It was likely spread for days and days and days.

Procyon sat with a sigh, sniffing the wind again. Another pack up here? How peculiar. She did not rest long, seeking out the source of the pack borders, to map -- to remember. A lone wolf did well to remember where the packs might congregate.