Semananti kept up her trot behind him, her own scent marking the borders with pride as they continued on; she was adjusting to the silence. The silence didn’t seem so bad anymore and they continued on in the avid patrol, making sure that every single area was marked so not a single lone wolf thought about crossing the borders towards the pups that Elettra had delivered not even a day prior. In a few weeks, when Elettra could afford to leave her pups for a bit, Semananti would present herself with her report, and hopefully she would be given the title scout. She knew she had many things to report, not just about the meeting with the alphas. Narimé was sick, and needed Elettra’s healing expertise when they met.

Semananti kept the muzzle bump and as soon as it was over, she dipped her head in goodbye. She trotted away, glad that it was all over. Then she could focus on scavenging herself up a meal without taking from the cache, something that Elettra and her pups would need was food from the cache, which led for more desperate times when it came to Semananti getting food. She knew that she could do it though, she had been scavenging for two years now and she had rarely gone hungry in the spring and summer. Winter was a completely different story. She headed off to find a mean and then get some rest. She was tired, and everyone needed a good rest now and then.