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 Most of the wolves would say they have a daily routine, wake up, take care of child, hunting maybe... nights were made to sleep. But that plan doesn't work for everyone, and Niria was the clear example. She hadn't been for so long in her new pack, when she realised she had already run all the territory. Always quiet steps, but steps that don't rest untill the sun has raisen.  

 It was just another night, and Niria with her fur bristled, and pointy ears, kept running, feeling chased by the creepy song of the owls. Niria's senses where blind, she was just able to hear, thousand steps and breaths behind her. Deep on her mind, she knew she was alone... no one was chasing her... but what if she wasn't? Although she would try to stop just because, her body wouldn't do it.

 Maybe she had been running doing circles for hours, walking over her own footprint, but she didn't even mind, the idea was just run. She almost didn't realise about another wolf, not far from where she was, untill she got to close to change her way. A grey wolf grew in front of her quickly without taking care about it. When Niria's body were able to slam on the brakes, there where just few meters between her and the female. Niria, surprised, started grwoling without moving. She hadn't known all her new packmates, and didn't know how to react to the stranger.

 Niria's stared at the female's eyes, trying to find out what she could be thinking in, showing fear on her own ones at the same time. "Who are you?" nearly whispered still growling.