Rising Sun Valley water is sweet, but blood is thicker

Gwen was still patrolling the area. Though, it seemed, she had managed to walk further from the Noctisardor Bypass than she had first assumed. The Bypass would soon be her and her packs home. Once they claimed it, Gwen would officially be an Empress, and Knew an Emporer. The two had seemingly gotten closer during their travel to the Valley, and it made the wolfess smile.

However, this smile turned to a neutral expression as she watched the wolf ahead of her with curiousity. The pale wolfess had not yet met this stranger, and perhaps it was good to know the people that walked close to your land. Maybe she'd even think about joining the pack, though it was doubtful. Most lone wolves were lone wolves because they simply enjoyed the freedom of it. Like Birk, the strange man she had meant what, three months ago? Had it been that long? Even longer?

Gwen eyed the female once more. She seemed to be watching a buck. A seemingly young, healthy one too. Gwen, being a huntress herself, only one hunt away from earning the hunter trade, knew that hunting a healthy male was not a great idea. Though, she also knew that, when prey was short, wolves would risk their lives for a good meal. Or multiple meals, in this case.