Mati had begun thinking of things lately that she had never considered before. As much as she was sure she would never, ideas of venturing off to other packs brewed in her brain. Of course the young she-wolf was no renegade and would never leave the happy family that she loved. Still it was left in the back of her mind, sitting still so that when tings were quiet they could creep up and surprise her.
They were annoying, and each time she shook them from her mind and stomped them into the ground. Fed up with all the persistence that they possessed Mati set out to find the wolf that had put them in her brain. Setting out the early morning she tiptoed from the cave, and set her nose westward.
It was a long journey, following her nose and only knowing the general direction. Her long legs were helpful in her travel, but her paws were easily tripped over. Half jogging quickly and stumbling over herself she grew closer and closer to the smell that reminded her of the white wolf. Her memory of him was sharp, keeping her tightly on the path.
The sun was high as she found herself on the outside of an enclosure that was far different then the picket fence that surrounded Haven Mansion. This one was thin and very much see through. But it was stronger and made of a metal she wasn’t used too. The coils of the barbed wire twisted among the link’s wholes and intrigued her.
Stepping closer she brought her nose to its edge, seeking out the smell that would explain its being. Of course such human things rarely explained themselves the way the rest of nature did, though still she have yet to determine it human made. They looked like the thorns of sticker bushes, but larger and rusted from water and air. Her large paw fell through the thin snow, sending her off balance. Little black sniffer fell with the rest of her body, hitting the barb on the way down.
Bitch! She screamed, eyes opening to find small drops of blood on the white snow.
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