Worrier to Warrior (OPEN TO PACK)

This world was a crap hole to her, she didn't like it, she hated it. Now? She was a Warrior in her pack, she was becoming someone. Small, white paws carried the border collie through the woods, sniffing about her new home. Steps were soundless, her skill expertise, and she was stalking a rabbit. A rabbit wasn't a horse or cow, but it would work with her herding for now. This energy was building, and she had to get it out somehow. Leaping through the brush, she sent the rabbit leaping through the bushes and she barked. Her paws thundered and she kept her paws skilled, dashing through and over brush, her legs pumping as she herded the rabbit through the woods. So engrossed in her game, she jumped down a hill and didn't see the tree until she smashed into it. Falling backward, she whimpered, dropping into an abyss