Northstar Vale take control

OOC: Sometime after the SC/NSV thread. Following the white wolf’s tumble from the mountains, Xi’nuata had increased her patrols at an alarming rate. Hardly was she seen anywhere other than on the face of the mountain, scaling its treacherous reaches with practiced ease but too with more care than what she was known for. It was less to ensure the security of the haven, and more to map out certain paths that others might take safely. As she had come to learn quite vividly, not all were born and raised as mountain dwellers, and some did not have the paws to cling to the rocks. Any one of her companions could find themselves broken at the base of the mountain- and it was an image she did not wish to entertain for longer than a passing thought. Part of her duty amidst her training was to ensure the safety of those that called the Vale their home. And she felt she was sorely lacking in this regard- simply assuming that all knew how and where to travel. She had been foolish. It was on another routine map of the mountains, that the female came across something that did not seem ‘correct’ in her mind. Certainly there was the scent of the Vale, strongly preserved by her scent and those of the other warriors… yet another passed through it. A hint, but noticeable. As fresh as her own but without the accompaniment of a Vale wolf just as strong. It set her hackles to rise and lips to quiver with disgust. Her paws once relaxed gripped the rocks with earnest as she pushed from her resting place into a swift descent down the mountain. She remained at its base, crossing the known routes of the Ridge toward the western reaches of the territory. The musk of the other was heavy enough to follow, marred only by the natural aroma of the woodlands. But her nose had grown used to it, each breath discerning the ‘strange’ from the well-known until it grew stronger as it slipped deeper into claimed territory…