Dawn came, and Calida left her den in the caverns, heading down into the bosk iana. She pause to mark, and let out a soft howl. She did not expect many of her packmates to be up yet, but she had kept to herself for far too long. Now that she was fully healed, she had no excuse. What better way than to dive right in?

Her call was answered in the form of one of her packmates appearing, and Calida cast him a small smile and dip of the head. "All is well," Calida answered, "I was just patrolling." She gestured to the path that she had been walking. She stared at him, trying to recall his name, and it just wasn't coming to her. Apologetically, she said, "I'm so sorry - I can't remember your name. I'm Calida."

"Not at all," Calida said, tail swaying slightly as she gave Rye a small smile. She set off on her route again, heading northwest towards the ice field. "So, how does the morning find you?" she inquired politely as they patrolled; their borders were clear, and she was finding no trace of strangers or other threats, though given the state of the taiga, it wasn't altogether unsurprising.

Calida's emerald gaze brightened as Rye talked of his family, and she said, "That's wonderful! What are their names?" She'd not done a good job at getting to know her fellow packmates, aside from Tuuluuwaq and Lane, but she was adamant about making up for it now. When Rye questioned her, she answered with a soft chuckle. "Oh, yes. I love getting up early - I find solace in the quiet dawn." This was when she could do some serious thinking - her body would go on autopilot as she patrolled, which allowed her to focus on whatever it was she was thinking about on any given morning. Today, it was Iota - she hadn't seen him in weeks, and she was beginning to fear the worst. Sighing, she admitted, "I uh... I lost a friend. He was going to join the pack, and then when I went with Lane to find him, he was just... gone. I'm thinking he got lost, so..." She gestured to the path they were following, "I figured I'd look for any signs."

Calida smiled softly as Rye spoke of his family - she hadn't met them yet, but she made a mental note to keep an eye out, just in case. She was trying to be more social, despite her anxieties, and she was making progress. When asked about Iota's appearance, she said, "He's got a dark pelt... a blind eye, and scars." It had been so long, she'd forgotten the intricate details. Her chest tightened once more, then she sighed softly - there was no sign of him out here. "I'll check out other places later... thanks for your help, Rye." She smiled again, though it was a tad strained. It was time for her to head back. "I'll see you later?" She would wait for his farewell, and then she would split off, at please proud of the work she'd put in today.