Chimera Fields Record Year

OOC: Since I don't see any way for this thread to help you with your Scout trade, maybe we could do some fishing together? That is, if Valette is up to it.

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After finishing her bout of jovial poetry, she began a nonchalant trot through the fields, heading more north than east. Soon, her ears picked up a scuffling noise, and she turned her head to see a blackened she-wolf appear from the undergrowth. 
Darsal returned her greeting with one of her own, keeping her tone friendly: Hi. What're you doing out here on this fine day, Silvertip? On the charcoal wolf, she could smell the easily-distinguishable scent of the Silvertip Mountain Pack, whose base rested not far north of here. Darsal had heard tales of them and visited their borders undetected, thus giving her recognition of her allegiance.