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Reluctantly, she returned to the forest, her small belly pinching with hunger. When she arrived at the edge of the trees, she spotted a dark she-wolf roaming along the boundary line. Reggie stopped, studying her from afar. She had never seen this particular wolf before. Perhaps she was new. The coyote would avoid her, like the others. She began to slip into the cover of the woods when half a dozen new scents struck her all at once. She also smelled the blood of a wolf. Her fur prickled.

She began to back up a few steps, back toward the borderline. Regipre wasn't sure what she had missed, nor what to make of these changes. She hovered near the fringes, wondering if returning here had been a big mistake. She wished she could call for Sart, though she didn't want to call the nearby wolf's attention to herself. Speaking of which, her golden eyes turned to keep an eye on the slinking black figure.