She had had it up to here. She'd packed her stuff, of which there were little, and coached her little twins out the den. She was almost certain no one was up at this hour, the sun had barely awoken and the summer air was chilly. We're goin' on a lil' trip, alright? Mum's gonn' keep ya safe. She told her kids, knowing well that they probably still understood little of what she was saying.

Without notice, they went. The pack that she had been with for over a year, where she had birther, raised and lost her children, could no longer provide the solitude and strength she needed in her life. Without her friends and family, Swiftcurrent was just another pack. There wasn't even anyone to say goodbye to.

She moved coast-wards, towards the salty smell of what she knew home to be. They'd almost traveled all day, the twins taking turns being carried, wearing out their poor mother who just needed a pinch of luck. For once, luck came to her. She scented a pack, and it was almost like she hadn't been walking all day as a smile lit up her pointy face. Almost there, just try 'n keep up, okay? She said to D&D, rushing as best as she could towards the border. She threw her head back and howled for leadership, eyes wandering to the ground to see if her little daughters would join in, then waited patiently a comfortable distance from the border.

You'll see. She answered Dakota, a bit dismissive of her inquiry. She didn't know how one of her spawn could be a bit scared and jumpy, it certainly didn't come from her side. Maybe there'd been something wrong with the father, but she might never know for sure. She didn't plan on running into the many men that could've sired D&D again and silently prayed her daughters wouldn't get suspicious of the fact they didn't have a father nearby.

The man who approached her immediately felt familiar. His voice was deeper now, but she was certain she recognized him from somewhere. The other man didn't, so she probably didn't meet them at the same time. She shushed Dakota with a lick on her forehead and pushed herself a bit lower to appear submissive. Dakota, we do need help. She told her daughter, then turned to the many wolves that had come to greet them.

Hiya, I'm Chusi - Chusi Fearghal. Her trademark greeting with a smile was given. These two 're Dakota and Dorea. We've come from Swiftcurrent Creek seekin' a pretty permanent place ta stay. They probably would ask for an explanation as to why she left, but for now this was plenty. Maybe they didn't even have room for them. I'mma fighter 'n a scout - a pretty good fisher as well.

She wondered if Sunny recognized her too, or if he was always this friendly. She knew they weren't a particularly beneficial band to add to their ranks, but if her daughters were anything like her when she was younger they would want to grow and contribute themselves with the coming months. They were already so much bigger than how Chusi had put them on the earth, developing themselves in the mess their mum made. She couldn't blame Eilonwy and Kubo for leaving her - she was a mess and a magnet for trouble, but she wanted to be better. That's why she was here, bowing again and swearing her loyalty.

'n ya two won't be any trouble, now will ya? She smiled to her daughters, hoping a particular twin wouldn't be as feisty as just moments ago. Thank ya so much - 'Didn't know where ta go, but I'm glad I ended up here. I'll work hard, promise. She was wondering who the allies they spoke of were, but she was certain all her questions would be answered before long. For now, she just wanted somewhere Dakota and Dorea felt safe and happy, and it sounded like they'd have a lot of playmates in this pack.

Her ears flattened in embarrassment when her daughters acted up yet again, but she smiled either way. Kids would be kids, she supposed, and she'd rather have them playful than lost. Thank ya again - both of ya. She dipped her head kindly then motioned for her daughters to follow her. They could help find a spot for their new den, if they'd like