Quiet and balanced pawsteps could be heard as the female made her way through the loner lands, her yellow-eyes alert-and-focused. She'd been gone from Snowbound, for who knows how long now and she'd left without any hint or trace on where she'd gone. All of her possessions had also disappeared from her cabin out of the blue as if she had left rather late during the night.

Now, she was here in the loner lands, debating whether she should return to Snowbound or not. If she didn't- she didn't know any other places she could go, where there was others she happened to know. However, she could always happen to make new friends that she could be close to.

The black she-wolf would take a seat on the ground and she would curl her long tail around her forepaws, a very relaxed and calm look forming in her almost golden-hues.