There was a new and very familiar scent among the Ridge and it filled her with delight. More Archer wolves had made their way to the newest Empire in the family name. It was a very familiar scent because it was her sister Adele's scent. That was a smell she would never forget because one never forgot their family. Her swarthy coat and ash covered muzzle were poking about the territory in the hopes of finding her sister but seeking someone to talk to in all reality. She had been doing a good job keeping up on her guardian duties but she couldn't help but feel like she had become more a recluse since the return of Skoll with the news that he had made his first wolf on wolf kill and the return of Deacon into the possession of the Ridge where he belongs. Oh the stress.
She felt rather... terrible. Terrible was the best word to describe her because she had been so introverted and anti-social. She did her job, filled the caches, and she didn't talk to the others. She had nothing to say to them. It wasn't until she caught Nicolo's scent that she became curious. The tracks led all around the territory which would suggest they were wandering or something. She had no idea what to think. Her two siblings were obviously new to the pack based off of her not scenting them before. She drew a deep breathe as she contemplated whether or not to follow them. Her eyes were narrowed as she thought about it.