The girl walked at a slow pace through the forest, the sun just beginning it ascent. There was a stillness in the world around, the haze of dawn silencing everything around it. The stench of ash lingered on the girl's paws as she pushes forward, following a well worn path that hopefully ended at water. She had gone back to her birth place wanting to see her family but instead found land recently torched by flames. She tried to find anything to let her know that someone had made it out alive, but nothing. Nothing but charred trees and ash. There was a slice of grief hidden somewhere deep within her when she turned from her home and walked away.

If not for the water source, Takita would have worried that she had simply gone in one big circle. Pausing at the pool's edge, she leaned forward and drank from the cool water noting the odd, earthy taste it possessed. Mixed in with the earthy scent of the water, Takita discovered that many souls had made their pass through here. Their perfumes, faint but still there. Fresh and old ones. She had never been a real big social bug when it came to strangers. Droplets of water fell from the loner's lips as she raises her head, taking in the scents that lingered around her. The bouquet of long-passed wolves offered her mind the logical conclusion that this must be some sort of neutral ground. There was no evidence that anyone was living here; but that they had simply passed through while on their way.