Heron Lake Plateau The fire in my eyes is leaving

As per usual, the beginning of her border patrol was fairly routine, and without interruption. Wolves tended to frequent the Thicket to the North, but with their borders so well marked, they seemed to avoid having a trespassing problem. Niamh knew she wasn’t the only one making sure they stayed safe- the pack had a team of reliable guardians who were proactive in their patrols, keeping the pack safer than ever.

So she wasn’t surprised to be approached by another packmate, and bobbed her head in a friendly greeting to the newcomer who had joined alongside Caiaphas. ”Marnin,’” She greeted. ”Blondie, right?” She asked, but with a tinge of doubt in her voice- something didn’t sound 100% right about that name- but she was sure it was something along those lines.