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Lena, for once, was away from the den without her brother hanging over her like a raincloud. She didn't know how she'd done it, or how she was able to do it without sneaking off. She had simply asked for perhaps the hundredth time ever since she was able to speak if she could go off by herself. And, surprising, instead of the expected "no", Cody actually told her she could. While part of her was suspicious, knowing that something must have been up, she was too busy being excited to focus on his motives. She had left as soon as he had listed out some "recommendations", or more like rules. No leaving the pack lands, no going anywhere unfamiliar where they haven't went before, and don't talk to anyone that they didn't know.
She listened. And as soon as she was away from him, made a bee's line to the west, over past the borders and into the lands that they rarely explored. That was why she wanted to go there, to check what was beyond her home so if she and Cody ever went there, she would be able to stump him with some knowledge about the area. While she wished to run and soak up what would probably be one of the few times she would be free of her guide, the lands were true strangers to her. She had to sniff, click her teeth, and scratch her claws at a mild pace to keep herself from tripping, falling, or worse. The farther she went, she noticed that her claws where making more nose than usual, and the ground beneath her felt like rough, bladeless grass. Rock? she asked herself, but continued forward anyway.
The rock trail never did end, and the deeper down the path she went, her movements became more echo-y, different than how her snap of her teeth and claws would sound off of trees. Occassionally she would feel the softness of grass, and would take a sniff of them. She bended over as another patch brushed against her feet, and its smell surprised her--another wolf! She waved her long tail in excitment, and followed the smell of the other quietly, noticing that it was moving from grass patch to grass patch, as if it hopping like a frog. She picked up the pace, her nose aimed close to the ground. The scent became stronger, and she lifted her head away from the ground to call out for whomever she was following.
"Hey, who's out here?" she asked boldly, blank eyes staring ahead as she tried to hear if he would reply back; he smelled very close, so he must have heard her.
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