Silvertip Mountain Rise from the pain

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They had been roaming the area for a couple of weeks now, and Julooke often wondered if they had silently and collectedly decided to stay here. No one spoke of leaving to continue on their destination-less journey. Whether they stayed, or went, she would follow, so she supposed it didn't really matter.

It was late in the morning, and the weather seemed rather nice. It was a little cool, which she liked, and sunny. This usually would be a day that she sought out someone to play with. While it was unlikely she would romp, she did still seek out the companionship of one of her family members.

They had scattered a little, but kept tabs on each other often. Julooke could usually be found a short distance from Yildun- definitely within earshot, at least. These were new lands and no one knew what kind of wolf they would encounter. With soft, repeated woofs, she announced herself as she walked through the trees. She knew he was around here somewhere, just didn't know exactly where. Her ears were perked and her eyes darted around, hoping to find the movement that would give him away.

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