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Kaela wasn’t exactly sure what they were supposed to be looking for, but when she smelled other on the wind, she had her doubts. They were still a little ways off, but there was definitely a pack close by. They had slowed down after the hunt and hung around their kill for a day or two to better enjoy it, and now the monochrome woman was ready to pick back up the pace and rush past this new obstacle.
And yet winter was close, so she needn’t run north to find it. Her love was coming to her. She could see it in the sparkling frost that coated the plants each morning, and clouds of breath that left their jaws when they woke. There was also Zilas’ friend to think about. Kaela didn’t particularly care what happened to her or if they found her (in fact it might be better to not to avoid too many others) but her companion was obviously worried and wouldn’t let her forget.
They hadn’t seen or heard any other wolves around since they left Secret Woodlands, and Kaela wanted to keep it that way, but she had a feeling deep in her gut that things were going to change.
“How do you plan on finding your friend?” She asked Zilas, stopping and sitting down. They might as well have a game plan before they got any closer to a pack’s boundaries. She wasn’t even sure if they were in the right place, but since they hadn’t corrected her, she would assume this was the ‘former pack’ they’d mentioned.
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