not sure what time-frame to use, the first thread was in early morning, Io went to the secluded springs and then back, I'm guessing late evening?
Hours ago Iopah had been chased from the cherry orchard. With the piebald hot on her heels, her path from the fruit trees started out haphazardly. Panic, something she had long hoped to forget, had filled her and she'd bolted north. No hesitation. She was embarrassed that her gut reaction had been to go north again. It was as pointless now as it was then. But the scent of the Thorn wolves had jolted sense back into her. She weaved along their borders like a drunk, hoping to the individual scent of her would be lost in the cacophony of the other pack.
At some point the sound of Enoki faded behind her, but Iopah was halfway to the spring by then. What would happen if she turned back and ran into Enoki? If she lead the she wolf to the Thickets borders? She plunged on, tongue lolling out. Every step trembled, a mix of exhaustion and fear. What did Enoki want with her? There was no indication. The two she wolves only knew each other though their familys history. Enoki had been displaced hundreds of miles from the Black Hills region. Iopah was the last wolf in a line that had specialized in terrorizing every pack in the Black Hills region. It didn't take a genius to deduce that whatever she wanted wasn't going to be nice.
Maybe she deserved it for leaving like she did, but she wasn't looking forward to it. Reaching the water she waded in to her shoulders and stood panting and listening. There was nothing but the sound of her own ragged breath. She'd forded down the middle of the stream for another quarter mile. By the time she left the water her breath had slowed and her chest no longer heaved, but she was still jumpy, spinning at every sound.
She went back the way she came. Slinking along the Thorn borders one more time. Enoki couldn't linger here, not without Iopah hearing the commotion from the Thorns wolves themselves. Even her being here was a risk, but right now she'd rather face an irate Tokino than Enoki. The cherry orchard was shunned, too open and maybe Enoki had gone back to wait for her there. No, it was much safer to sneak through the blackberry canes to where it began to grow into the twisted thicket and try to slip back inside her borders unnoticed. That was her plan anyways.