The memories of this place crept back slowly. It was the smell most of all that stirred her, humid and damp with the wetlands unique scent that she had never encountered before here. In a way, it was almost refreshing, but she was too worn out to enjoy it too enthusiastically.
Before long, it was pale fur in the otherwise drab, swamp-toned scenery that focused her. She lifted her head and approached more stiffly than she usually did -- the full day of travel's resulting stiffness worthy of much of the blame. But this was a curious change of plans that the loner could afford to entertain for a time. The wolves here may not be quite of the same ilk as those living on the shoreline..
Amekaze chuffed a greeting in return and plainly acknowledged the other with a good look-over that had her squinting in the end. Rarely did she see wolves so starkly.. white. Ame wondered if this was her due to her heritage, or just a neatly aligned set of genes for other reasons.
Steadying her paws, she stopped a few paces away and sniffed subtly, thinking she may have smelled Ferdie on her as well. The Creeks boundaries are nearby?
she asked, making a brief assumption once she had realized the pale wolf's scent -- unmistakable and strong, undoubtedly that of the Creek. Amekaze seemed to be encountering their lot often lately, even far from their lands towards the sea and south of here. It only was natural that she would run into them here, too.
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