Holly's ears layed flat to her scull as she shifted nervously. Her legs slightly shaking from being tensed up ready for a fight. She heard another call. Was it further away? Or was it getting closer? Small whimpering noises escaped from her throat as she tucked her tail and backed up into a tree, not paying attention to her senses. She jumped and let out a small yip in surprise from the tree. "Stupid," she told herself, "you're being really stupid." She mustered up all the courage she had, took a few deep breaths, and stood her ground. She would be calm and controled. She would not ruin this like she had in the past. She was secretly tired of being alone, and knew she needed a pack to survive. It took her months to realize it, and she would never admit it out loud, but deep down Holly knew the truth. After spending a few moments collecting herself she sniffed into the air, finding the scent of the wolves nearby, and started walking off in their direction. Leaving behind a patch of frost.