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Captain wasn't sure whether it was the subtle air of newfound security she felt, or the pleasurable after-effects of a promotion, that set her paws to a slow trot. It was probably not the correct time for a hunt, not when she could be staying in camp and resting, but she carried herself forward with no sense of hesitation. Her long legs swept her along in happy, bouncy strides. She would never behave like this if not for the lack of witnesses and real concern. The ecosystem was slowly growing back to its normal state, licking its own wounds and coping with the new ailments all the while. In a similar way, Captain could quite easily relate. 

     She confidently lifted her chin and parted her lips, probing the scents of the surrounding terrain as they succumbed to her senses. Nothing. It was disappointing, no doubt, but not discouraging. She perked her ears as yet another rush of scents filled her nostrils, immediately jerking her head toward the detected source. Her tail began to wag slowly. It was familiar, they both were. Stark. And... She quickened her pace to a steady jog, her blonde coat a blur in the dark foliage. Her claws ripped through thick earthy soil, smoothly gliding slits into the ground and slowing her descent to an abrupt halt. Sure enough, there sat Stark. And beside him, a sight she never thought plausible. "Banner!"