After a busy day of hunting and training for her role outside the border Cheedo was ready to return to the Monadnock and rest for the evening. She had been lucky to catch a couple of rabbits while out which she dropped at one of the ca caches before continuing to the goat path. There she started her journey to the communal den where she'd been sleeping for awhile now. It was certainly an accomplishment for her since she was used to sleeping in a den by herself.

She was only half way up the oath when the unfamiliar​ voice reached her calling for her presence. She did wonder what this was about and why the strange wolf was calling for her. The small agouti quickened her pace not wanting to keep the wolf who had called her waiting.

When she reached the top of the Monadnock she found the strange wolf curled up into a ball. While the wolf was in the territory the small agouti was cautious as she approached, “You called for me?” She asked curious how the woman even knew about her. They'd never run into each other however Cheedo knew there was a wolf above her in rank that she had yet to meet.

In the time she’d been in Whitestone she'd never come across this woman so Cheedo was curious what her story was. Where had she been all this time? She waited once she reached the place where the woman lay curled into a ball as she readjusted her position. Her gaze had gone to the setting sun which was always a breathtaking sight from on top of the Monadnock. She took note of the vibrant oranges and reds that spread across the sky before her thoughts were interrupted but the woman speaking once more. She returned her attention back to the woman who's she too had a torn ear and suddenly became curious what had occurred. The other thing was the number of wolves in the pack with torn ears.

The question was a simple one, did she or didn't she? Cheedo gave it some thought before finally nodding, “I am not too tired to watch the sunset with you.” It would give her a chance to get to know the woman a little better since she hadn't had the chance to know her all this time. Cheedo settled down on the smooth face of the Monadnock. “I do as well but it is a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Cheedo. Tell me. What has kept us from meeting if you don't mind my asking?” She didn't know if she would get an answer to her question but it didn't hurt to try. Once again she let yet gaze drift to the scene that could be seen from the Monadnock. She awaited an answer patiently as she let her body roll to the side a little for a more complete position.

Looking out across the territory at the sunset Cheedo enjoyed once more the view that she was currently sharing with Sara. She had shared it with Piety once before while Wraith and Roose had been gone and she felt that had been something of a bonding moment between her and the alpha. She wondered if that was what was occurring now. She suspected that she would soon find out but she did at least settle close to where the Pale woman was seated so that they could talk at a comfortable level. With it being late she didn’t want them to inadvertently wake the other pack members in case they did happen to be asleep.

The small agouti was curious about what had kept the pale female away and despite any reservation had come right out with it. They were a pack and she felt that Sara should have been around for things like the pack meeting they had. Even Mittani who kept himself hidden a lot of the time had shown himself for it. Cheedo listened as Sara spoke explaining her absence. “Yes there have been quite a few changes to the pack as of late but I feel that it might be for the better.” Cheedo knew how Craw ran a pack and she did not want to see that happen to Whitestone. “Keeping the caches full and the borders safe are important things,” as were other things but Cheedo kept that to herself just like she wanted to keep her past to herself so when she was asked what had brought her to Whitestone she told only a half truth. “I had been staying in the Lowlands and passing the borders every day, the scents were strong. Any wolf knows what the strong scents mean.” A stronger pack with many members which Whitestone had been until Craw and Morganna had left. “I ran into Lorcan one day and thought that the other wolves in the pack couldn’t be too bad if he was so nice.”

She had left out quite a lot when she explained what had brought her to Whitestone in the first place. However what she had told was the truth as Cheedo wasn’t one to lie but she would omit the truth when it suited her. She didn’t know Sara well enough to want to share all with the woman just yet but Cheedo wouldn’t rule out a friendship between them. It was something that she hadn’t really had before.

“He seemed rather nice and put up with me when I wasn’t in my best light.” It really was the best way that she could put it and Lorcan had been quite the gentleman about it. Sara explained how she had met Lorcan and what he had done to help her end up in Whitestone. “We only hunted together, I wasn’t looking for a pack at the time but he was very helpful in helping me secure a meal. I am hoping for a better home than I have had in the past.” So far she had found exactly what she was looking for and she hoped that it stayed that way. Cheedo offered the pale woman a small smile, “Thank you I will remember that and the same for you.” She was there to serve the pack and Sara was part of the pack so anything she could help with the small agouti would.