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The howl brought her out of a light nap, something she didn't often take. It was not that she was lazing but the heat of the day had driven her into a cooler den, letting an hour or two pass. This was drawn short as her head lifted and her body soon after to carry her from her self appointed confinement. The day, still warm, now no longer bothered her, for she had a mission that pushed all else to the wayside. 

Following scents and sounds and her own well founded sense of direction, Kroc headed to her Alpha's side. She felt a kind of importance to this call, a kind that did not occur everyday. As Echelon came to them, she did as well, ears twisted to attend to the instructions that would inevitably be given.