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@Kisla , he's located at the northern end of Dragonfly Fen. <b style="font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#004A80;"><b style="font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#144034;"> All his days blended together. Day after day, he did what he did best and hunted for food, filled caches, looked after the borders for a little bit, did a few rounds of sparring with Siku… but it was always the same. Perhaps every other day he would see Lucy, which always cheered him up, but even she was busy sometimes. Ataneq simply didn’t have many friends to turn to and now that he had found his first friend aside from his brothers, he was somewhat itching for more. Lucero was really fun to hang out with but what was he supposed to do when she was unavailable? Finding the time after his stroll around the Glen he moved south across Spectral Woods, scenting that there were other wolves in the area and skirting past as best he could. It seemed that his paws took him just to the very edge of the Fen, which seemed to be a marsh-like area with cattails blooming along the land. Ataneq was never bothered by dirty, muck-filled or even dangerous places but intrigued by how nature had done this. Where had the water for this marsh come from and how come it didn’t drain? Perhaps it was something like a lake, he pondered, where it had an inlet of water but not a big enough outlet so the water couldn’t go anywhere? Eh, it wasn’t that big of a deal anyways. It was here and he didn’t live near it so it wouldn’t make any sense to dwell on it. For now he chose to move slowly around the Fen, not wanting to go directly through it but he didn’t want to abandon it altogether. This was a mystery to him and if he was going to eventually start a pack with his mother then he’d best know most if not all the lands that scattered the Lore.

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Ever since the move from Swift River to Oak Tree Bend, Kisla was intent on exploring the area, hoping to gain some form of familiarity, and dare she hope it, a sense of belonging to this side of the mountain. Corinna’s days were spent with her two newest siblings, while the rest of the pack seemed to also take to either the cubs, or looking around the area. Never one to be outdone, the young she-wolf maneuvered her way past the borders earlier in the day and found herself wandering with a sense of accomplishment. Slowly, things would become familiar to her. Coming to the Fen, the Tainn girl was disappointed to realize that once more the land was thick with foliage and hard to navigate through. Her bright eyes trailed from the twisted and sickly looking trees, feeling her lip curl slightly in distaste for the area. The gentle rustle of a nearby bush however averted her attention, and tensing, her eyes blinked in surprise as a rabbit darted out and across her path. With little time to think or calculate, the she-wolf was quick to bound after it, her body weaving between the trees as she gained upon the speed of the potential meal. She could feel herself gaining, her gaze so focused upon the creature that she did not notice the dark figure up ahead – and even more importantly, she did not notice the murky water that lay just beyond him. With one fierce leap, her jaws snapped to the air, and her careful precision was scorned as the rabbit suddenly darted to the right, avoiding the water and diving in to a thick set of thorn bushes. From there it happened almost instantly, her eyes widened in surprise as she noticed the dark stranger there, and to avoid plowing in to him, she wove, her paws skidding in an attempt to avoid the water that lay just beside him.. but timing was not on her side, and as paws gripped mud, Kisla Tainn went completely tumbling in to the disgusting waters of the bank with an enormous splash and a spell of humiliation.

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<b style="font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#004A80;"><b style="font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#144034;"> The possibility of a pack here seemed grand, as it seemed almost untouched by another wolf. It was in the corner of the map and therefore likely most wolves didn’t even bother traveling this far down. Ataneq, on the other hand, enjoyed the time away from the Glen so that he could begin to understand the topography and lay of the land. This was certainly a good start for him, one that he would likely not forget. Nor would he forget the rather startling entrance of a complete stranger as she stumbled, quite literally, into the bank. Normal wolves likely would have laughed at the idea that someone had just tumbled clumsily forward but he drove himself forward to perhaps assist. <b style="font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#004A80;">“Are you alright?” he asked, cautiously concerned that she might be injured or perhaps she had been being chased by someone or something? The wolf before him was obviously female, perhaps his age, smelled of a pack he was unfamiliar with—but the scent was now very worn due to the amount of water and mud that had been packed upon her. The question was why had she been running so adamantly in this direction, why had she stumbled so hard? The thought was lost on him as he looked to her, waiting an answer. He hoped that she was perfectly alright but then, he also negatively hoped that she might need his assistance. After finding Eponine and Lucero, he was itching to continue his group of friends and she looked to be an appropriate age for a friend.

i'm currently looking for any kind of short or long-term plots, so message me if you've got an idea!
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