Wolf RPG

She arrived at the border of Redtail Rise a little disheveled, her coat drying into an airy fluff of red. The pack @Lilia called home was nearly as populated as Sapphique; this was odd to Rae, who had grown up among lone wanderers and tiny ragtag groups of orphans. The wasteland she'd spent her childhood in was no place to sustain a larger pack.

But things were different here. Rae took only a moment to cast a glance around, see if anyone was nearby, before she howled for her sister. Hopefully she was home. Rae hadn't exactly announced that she would be visiting, wanting to surprise Lilia with her recovery, and only now wondered if she would regret that decision.

Lilia could hardly wait for the winter to come and go, and weathered every day like an impatient teenager, waiting for time to pass. The rut brought a certain amount of excitement for the wolves, who took advantage of the season to hunt larger game. She'd finished eating a fair portion of meat when a call came from the borders- and Lilia sat up, licking her lips. She howled briefly to let her packmates know that she was on the job- after all, this was her sister. 

Raelle was a welcome sight, especially considering the strength it must have taken to make the journey. Lilia deduced that she must be feeling better, and while she looked a bit unkempt, she'd survived a fair injury, and had begun to move around again. "Good to thee you up an' about again," She said with a smile. She approached, to share scents, and offer her sister a nuzzle if she'd allow it. Her eyes shimmered when she stepped back. "I have thome newth for you," She said excitedly.