She couldn't even call it `going home`. There was no home for her back in Venezuela. There was no one waiting for her. There was no place for her there. This was her home, and she was not going to be run out of it. Professor Xavier said they'd do something to make it so she could stay, and she trusted him. She had to trust him really, there wasn't much of another choice unless she wanted to become a fugitive. Alex Summers was trying to help, and she thought about that too, but currently she was sitting up pretty high in a tree hugging her knees to her chest. It was starting to get cool now in the evenings.
There were so many things up here that she loved. Sure, it wasn't a conventional family, but they were a family. They helped each other when they needed it and stuck together through the tough times. They took care of each other in their own ways and she didn't want to give that up. At all. The past few months had been a complete nightmare.
She heard the girl--or wolf, before she saw it. The padding of it's paws against the brush. She swung down so that she hung from her legs from the branch, her long brown ponytail swinging further. That was pretty dangerous but if it lunged at her, she could easily push it away with wind, and not hurt it. "I did not know they had wolves out here." Obviously, she missed the memo where Rahne could turn into one...and missed her when she turned into one around the school. She was so observant. She needed a good distraction anyway.