How long had it been since Inali had stepped on these lands that she had called home for so long? Months? Years? It seemed like eternity. The woman was smart enough to stay clear enough away from the borders, making sure that whoever saw her saw that she wasn't a threat. Not that it would matter, for if Ash or Nari had given their pack members the order to attack and kill her on sight, there wouldn't be much Inali could do. But the only ones who would recognize her were the leaders and Titan or Yuka. Other members would just think she was some random loner, unless they got curious enough to actually see who she was and they'd realize she was from a pack. She had long decided that she wouldn't call for Ash, just wait him out. She knew he would come across the borders sometime, for he was constantly on them. Or so she remembered.
Inali didn't regret her decision in the slightest. She had made her decision and she would stick to it. But she couldn't deny that along with bad memories, she had also lived many happy ones in Whisper Caverns. Minka considered Ash an enemy, but personally, Inali didn't. Sure he had a foul temper that could be downright frightening, but beyond that tough exterior, she had seen glimpses of a good man that would do anything to protect his pack and keep it as strong as he could. Those were valuable traits in any leader. Even one as foul tempered as Ash. Maybe it was wishful thinking, but she thought they were heading into the path of becoming friends before the whole drama started between him and Minka. She wanted to know if he saw her as a traitor as well, or just a woman who had faced a hard choice and didn't want to hurt either party. Whatever it was, hopefully she wouldn't be killed. She had a home to go back to, after all. Always the optimistic, the petite woman started walking around the snowy winter meadow of her old home. It seemed like nothing had changed, but yet, everything had.