The young female gave a little yawn as the howl woke her from her slumber. At first, the wolfess merely rolled over, not quite ready to end her nap yet. She lay there for a second, blinking as the realization that it might be something important hit her.She slowly uncurled from her little ball, crawling out into the open, making her way towards the low drone of voices.
She walked in as Rook was telling his story, though was only half paying attention. She plopped down on the soft grass, suppressing a yawn, looking at the others as they spoke, though her attention often wandered too the rustle of the leaves, the grass blowing in the wind,a squirrel darting up a tree. She had never quite been well known for having a good attention span. She didn't really tune in until Canicas spoke again. " Hrm, right, very sad." she said quickly, guessing that they had been sad tales from what the leader said. She lifted her head, stretching, before pushing herself into a siting position
" The names Hazel. I grew up in a Mountain Range a ways away from here." she explained " There's not much to say bout that really, I don't have a tragic story, my family is alive and well, it was rather peaceful where we lived/I honestly just wanted a change of pace, some excitement. So I left, wandered around for a little while and here I am. " The female shrugged, again losing focus as he stomach growled loudly. She wished she'd gone after that squirrel now.
