Nikita

She silently walks into this area, entirely new to her. She sticks to the shadows, her dark peppered fur blending in perfectly except for her white paws and ears. She raises her head listening to every slight noise, weary of others around.

As she comes to mossy rock she sniffs it curiously, searching for another wolf like herself. 'Why is it so quiet' She thinks to herself in dissapointment at no new scent. She lets out a light huff and lays down, her shaggy head resting on her fore paws. Her yellow orbs never cease moving as they continously scan the area.