Sunbeam Lair Four days will quickly steep themselves in night

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Her home. She had had little use for the word in many moons, having had held no such thing. But now she walked the borders, adding her scent to the many others that lined it, wondering at her fortune at coming here. A visit to her sister had resulted in the knowledge that she had borne pups, she had not ventured near for fear of being seen as an intrusion and allowed her sister her space, yet the smell of sweet milk and the cries of babes told her all that she needed to know. 

Now that she was here, she felt the need to prove herself. She was what one could call a...high-achiever, and the knowledge of trades and her absence of one irritated her. Thus, she made it her goal to prove her skill, gain her trade and prove her worth. As she walked, she slowed a moment, tipping back her muzzle and letting an invitations rise to the clouds, one that asked of a sparring partner. When the last notes fell prey to the crisp air of late morning, did she continue, marking as she went.