With the growth in numbers and the lack of prey she found herself away from the great monadnock more often. With care, she never took longer than two days on any of her trips. She had grown fond of Whitestone Monadnock and those she was familiar with. The fact that she hadn't done anything for Morganna to take her other ear was enough of a sign that maybe she worked well there.

She trudged along as she looked for anything that might be worth bringing home. There was something in the distance. A hole in the ground? She carefully crept closer not wishing to get trapped in some ditch in the middle of nowhere. The closer she got the more she realized this wasn't just some pit. There were little streams and very small waterfalls that led downwards into the pit if they weren't frozen. All of the water was frozen in fact. And it seemed snow piled up over what she assumed to be a shallow pond or pool at the bottom.

Her head pushed outwards to try and look down the pit more. There were a few stones she could likely mosey down to reach the bottom but she was curious as to how safe that would be.

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Had there not been a warning bark she would have been utterly scared and slipped into the pit. So as she composed herself she offered a polite smile. Her tail wagged in friendly greeting.

"Mind if I join you?"

He smelt heavily of Craw and Morganna. He was obviously one of their own. Just like she would greet Lorcan she bumped her nose into the scruff around his neck. Yet she did this gently unsure how he would act. "It'd be a pleasure to have you." Her muddy eyes lit up with kindness and excitement. "Especially because I don't believe we've met yet. My name is Piety." A grin plastered her face as she waited to see how and who he'd introduce himself as.

The pale woman's eyes flicked back tot he pit. "Have you ever seen this before?" Her nose pointed down into the pit as she carefully lowered herself to get a better look. She let her head hang over the edge but was careful to not slip down. "I was looking for something to hunt or scavenge but I ran into this and I'm not exactly sure what to make of it." Still in her crouched position her head turned to look back at Wraith.

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The lick to her crown was greatly appreciated. It was perhaps a gentle sign of acceptance, or that was how she took it at least. He was large but she lived among Craw's ranks. That man alone was large enough to almost seem godly. She had to silently wonder if the two were perhaps related somehow.

His apologies were met with a gentle laugh. "No need to apologize for such a thing, @Wraith. You were doing a task and no one can be mad at you for that." Her tail wagged behind her with a joyous beat. He was a polite one indeed. That she could admire. It seemed that with some luck she hadn't run into any truly wicked wolves up in the north yet. The pale woman was content to keep it like that for as long as she could too.

Her head nodded softly listening to his words and her eyes followed his movement. She couldn't hold back a soft chuckle as he slipped. Large and apparently not the most graceful wolf in the lands. "Be careful now, not sure anyone would be happy with me bringing you home injured. Let alone in the winter time." Once he reached the bottom she rose to her feet and followed him down. The Santoro female was sure to not make the same slippery mistake he had made on his way down.

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Piety was enjoying his company. He wasn't perhaps as gentle as Lorcan but he wasn't as brash as Craw or Morganna may be. The dark male fell somewhere in between. Not into the black zone and not merely white. He was his very own shades of gray. She liked to believe she was on the whiter spectrum of things but maybe she too fell into that gray zone. She obviously wasn't as pious as she once was.

As she reached the bottom she noticed his large form slide across the ice. There was her songbird laughter before he playfully barked. Her front end dropped and back end raised, tail waved high but in a merely playful manner. A rather feminine bark was offered back and she pounced. Her paws met the ice and she slid towards him, hoping to use his body as a shield from falling.

If he would allow her too, she attempted to nip at her chest in her childish mood. What was the issue with a little wrestling on the ice? Nothing! Except for the copious amounts of injuries that could happen. But the pale woman was fairly certain they would be fine for now. The frozen pond was surrounded by some snow so there was always that to land on if one of them got knocked over.

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As she slid back across the ice from her push she laughed. Barely noticing his question and that he'd already taken off. "Hey!" The pale woman barked out and scrambled to get off of the ice. Already taking off after him. "No fair! Slow down!" Her long limbs didn't mean she was graceful. She slipped a bit on the way up trying to stay hot on his trail. Her claws could be heard scraping across the surface.

She reached the top and tried to run into his side. With the intent to either knock him over or get him to stumble. He was fairly big but the bigger they were the harder they fell, right? If he did fall she intended to stand right over his large form. She laughed and barked again. "Don't be a cheater! Leaving me on the ice back there." The pale Santoro couldn't hold back the laughter from her words. She felt a little bit out of breath but that was okay because the adrenaline from playing had her fueled with energy. When was the last time she got to act so childish and romp about?

Her teeth went to offer him another nip. She had learned to be more open about being touched and touching with Lorcan. The two always exchanged rather nice physical greetings. "Weeelll since you beat me do you wanna name this place? I mean no one else is here to name it or no one else has bothered announcing it." She shrugged and let her muddy eyes look at the dark man's face with a certain curiosity.

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