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Hope you don't mind me tossing Lenny in there <3

The day was overcast and dreary, snow flurries drifting down here and there. The ground beneath her feet was hard and the wind was cool when it cut through fluffy, dark fur. Lenny was no scout, but she did enjoy walking about the lands just outside her pack's territory. Neverwinter Forest had been good to her so far, and she would be good to it in return. It was Kyr's pack, after all.

The ink-black wolf padded closer to the mountains today, curious and interested. There were scents of another pack on the wind, but she was far enough away to not cause them any trouble. 

A silver figure appeared in the distance, with fur that was somehow more windswept than her own. Len padded forward, tail swaying behind her and moonstone eyes brightening. If there was anything Lenny loved, it was making new acquaintances. "Hello," she called, large ears angled forward. The girl paused a bit away, not wishing to make him uncomfortable. "You lost?"