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sorry. crappy post

Arverk fell back upon four paws as soon as he finished marking the tree, ears swiveling to catch the sound of movement not far away. Black leathery nostrils flared once more, inhaling the thick scent of Tonravik. Ah. She was back from her trip to the Plains. Somehow, his brain had disregarded this valuable piece of information and deleted it. He must have been dozing or lost in his thoughts when that happened. Nevermind. That didn't matter, what did was that she was back.

Smoky black paws thrummed gently upon the ground as he made his way silently through the forest, for a moment, he looked as if he was only a shadow of a tree when he gracefully padded over the leaf strewn floor.

Bright blue eyes fell upon the dark and familiar bear-like form of Tonravik as she stood in front of him. He blinked and cocked his head, not really expecting her to actively greet him as she should be tired from her long journey. Nevertheless, his tail flicked amiably behind him as a gesture that he was glad she was back.