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She watched the bush, cautiously retaining her position. Her body was tense, ready to spring away or at if need be. The bush rustled and her heart sped up, pounding fearfully. Then, suddenly, she noted a familiar face. Her eyes grew wide, head tilting sidewise as she tried to make sense of what she saw.

He spoke next, and this is what broke her spell of confusion. Her mouth broke into a grin, tail waving behind her. She did not race up to him as she may once have done, instead she loped over with a quick, but polite pace. She didn't want him to feel cornered or startled. "Judas!" She cried once she was closer to him. "It's so good to see you! You look well!" Her eyes traveled over him, searching for any signs of illness. But he seemed to be fine, and he smelled of a pack. Malice's pack? She wondered, but the scent was not something she could place after only smelling it the once.

She reached out to nuzzle him, tail still waving madly behind her. "Where did you go? How are you? I've worried about you, ever since you left." She felt strongly for him and after he'd left her feelings had undergone a metamorphosis. What had started as a crush and moved to friendship now seemed almost a maternal pull, or perhaps a sister. Familial. He was her first friend within Moonspear, and she hadn't forgotten that. She felt she had failed him before, and that whatever outcome he may find would fall on her shoulders as well. In these happy moments the scars on her face were forgotten.