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Now they had settled in the Wildwood it didn't stop the girl exploring. When they first arrived they had spent some time in the Grove but she hadn't really spent much time in there snooping around, today she got her chance.
Jumping from one scent trail to the next whenever something more interesting came along the girl found herself facing a cliff. Amber eyes looked up, spotting the latest conquest, a strange creature if ever she had seen one - all white and wooly with horns and devilish eyes... She quickly decided this was not a creature worth eating (never mind there was no chance of the girl getting to it perched so precariously on the cliff like that) and so she turned around to finally look up, and see just where she was.
The ground had been gradually sloping upwards, scattered pine trees interspaced with more of those trees that now littered their new home. What was it her mother had called them? Dogwoods. If the old woman was to be believed, they would flower when the warmer months came again. She would have to visit again once the snow was gone. A quick glance at the sun told her it would be well after dark by the time she got back to the draw and with a Tch! against the back of her teeth she turned to follow her own tracks back the way she had come. This whole little excursion was looking to be a complete write-off.