Seaside Moors Rhapsody in Blue

Tytonidae felt like she was back on track. Not just her but Bhediyon, too. The pack would come together; she just had to keep on keepin' on. It was only a matter of time before they had the numbers to sustain themselves and keep the borders properly marked. That did not mean, however, that she planned on slowing down. No, sir. Tytonidae, after checking in on the pack to make sure everybody was doing alright and no blindness or scentlessness had happened while she was gone, headed west along the coast, dipping inland a bit.

It wasn't uncommon to come across other wolves while out on these wandering travels. That was half of the reason she did it. Recruiting wolves required her to, y'know, come in contact with other wolves. So when she spotted a dark four-legged fuzzy friend, she let out a "woof!" and trotted toward him with a bounce in her step.