Worriedness seemed to be a near constant companion for the magpie as of late with their numbers being lower than usual for a pack of its reputation, Morgann's sudden appearance within the Ridge boundaries; although she had not sought out the former queen of these lands she too had picked up on the woman's fresh scent lingering about the communal den, missing members still lost without a trace weighing heavily on her mind on top of other, smaller details in her daily life. Today was no different as the piebald woman sat upon the tallest knoll tucked within Fireweed Rise, smoldering gaze attuned to the approaching cloud of darkness not unseen by the aging Timber wolf before.
A slow inhale brought forth the familiar scent of ash and burning vegetation, exhaling equally as slow before briefly narrowing her lids at the horizon. Trained well over the years in the art of tracking she knew the raging fire posed no immediate danger for now by the distance it appeared to be, but it was definitely something Enoki would be keeping her eyes on for a forest fire was an un-tamable nor predictable force. The last thing the pack needed was another major event to disturb the peace they were striving to achieve again. Surely @Nicolò would agree to such a conclusion and speaking of the dark Archer she pondered how he was fairing considering it had been before the meeting the duo last caught up on the happenings of one another.
Half a mind to seek the man out she rose from her spot only to pause in her steps, an ebony ear cocking sideways to listen to the sound of approaching footsteps upon the fire resembling flowers underfoot before her swarthy head adjusted to settle her amber gaze upon the face of her unexpected afternoon guest. Once again her aimless thoughts had led to her guard faltering.