Moonspear New grounds, New Life

For what felt like far too long, she'd been trying to wrap up her doings on the borderlands and move on back up the mountainside, but just when she thought she'd about be done here, something else would catch her eye or a scent would seem a little dulled. The cycle repeated seemingly endlessly and she was beginning to grow tired of it -- the winter winds were cold and biting and she'd hunted all morning to very little success.

With a huff that billowed into the cold air, she marked a scratched-off patch of earth and decided to seek out Charon, or maybe Jace.. and see if they were more inclined to pee all over the territory's base because she'd had about enough. But, before she could catch wind of either of the males on her mind, she scented something else. A stranger. Her nostrils flared and she breathed deep. With her exhale, she prickled her coat.

A beat afterward, the dark alpha swept off in that direction, nose low and body hunkered down into a slinking jog.

A cave loomed ahead and her nose was sharp here in the place of her claim. She announced her approach with a rumbling snarl, for she'd have her explanation one way or another.