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Rouge had been slinking through the night, her coat perfect camoflauge as she followed the scent of the young black wolf Miyako from Neverwinter Forest. Not too far behind, but out of sight as she followed the trail. Something about her was so intreging to Rouge. It might have been her young age or her resemblance to how Rouge was when she first entered the Teekon Wilds. Though alot less micheifious, or at least thats how it seemed when the two were accompanied by the other young dark male. 

When they entered the glen, Rouge made sure to stay low to the thicket. Her dark coat slithering through as her target came into sight. She had stopped to admire the fireflies, allowing her time to catch up. She steped out of the thicket slightly, silently sitting and watching her. No longer hidding, but still hard to see in the night. Her eyes seemed to glow and give away her position if Miyako were to turn around.