Bearclaw Valley Ghosts of our past

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Valette continued her way down, following the fresh tracks of this other wolf. She always had been curious. As a youngster herself she went on adventures quite often. She remembered. Valette's eyes scanned over the meadow one that was cut in half by the river. She would always stay wary of this river and its flash floods. Perhaps, it had just been the inexperience of their mother.

Valette moved through the high grass. Her nose smelling the air. She caught the other's scent again. In a way, it smelled familiar. The alpha female caught her eye on something further up. Valette stepped forward at a calm but determined pace. Her eyes locked onto the other now. It was a female, gray colored. She didn't seem as well fed as she was. It made Valette wonder about the other's age.

Valette let out a chuff as she approached, letting the female know she was there. She realized she knew this female. She had seen her before. Her hazel eyes glanced over her, looking confused. Valette hadn't changed much at all. Only her eyes lacked softness. They were hardened by the loss of Steady. Valette kept her eyes on the other. The first thing that popped into her mind was that she could be her sister with her coloring. Those orange eyes and gray pelt catapulted her back to her childhood.

Yet, something was muddling with that image. She had seen this female before, in the same shape. This other female has lived with her at Silvertip did she not? Silvertip. It felt like such a long time ago. She wondered why this female left, and why she was here now. How did she even find the entrance to this place? It was her hazel colored eyes that demanded an answer from the other.