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The blackberry fields were in full bloom, and Naia could smell the blackberries ripening in the sun long before she laid eyes on her beloved’s homeland. It was the first time she had ventured to the place Inali called home, preferring to meet her in the Cherry Orchard to the south under the cover of night. The fields that spread out before her in the afternoon sun were cheery and inviting—a beautiful place to settle down, in the summer at least. For a brief moment Naia imagined the field covered in ice and snow, winds howling across the plain, and the thought alone sent a shiver down her spine. Perhaps the Downs wolves would come south and spent the frozen months in the shelter of the Cedarwoods once more… She could always hope.
There was no visible indicator of where the Downs wolves gathered, and the afternoon breeze brought several different pack wolves’ scents to Naia’s nose. Rather than waste time sniffing around the entire field for the Downs border markers, Naia leaned her head back and howled a polite summons, identifying herself as a member of Cut Rock River and ally of the Downs. She thought to speak to @Minka, the leader Inali treasured so dearly, and she suspected that Inali herself would be curious enough to show up too. Naia hoped she would—not only for the thrill of seeing and smelling her, but because @Inali had an important role in the plan she was about to present to Minka. Finishing her howl, Naia watched the fields for signs of movement, intending to meet anyone who came to greet her halfway.