Snippet #2236169

Azalea awoke with a bewildered snuffle as she realised she wasn't at the pack house. She was in the dark...and underground, she could smell the damp earth and rotting leaves that had come into the hole before her. She scrambled out and found herself alone, but shook the clods of dirt from her fur before putting her nose to the ground and starting to track the others.

She wasn't sure what had happened or where they'd gone, but she was intending to find out for sure. The mottled femme slowly made her way deeper into the other pack's territory, assuming that she was still allowed to be there. She eventually found Shaun's familiar scent and went from there onwards, so intent on finding him that she didn't realise she was walking into a tense situation. Her hazel brown eyes rooted to the ground just before she bumped right into the wolf that she was tracking, freezing on the spot for a moment before she sat and looked around.
"I apologise for falling asleep....what happened?" She asked through her slowly strengthening link to Shaun.