Bearclaw Valley once upon a midnight dreary

He hadn't been following her - not exactly. He'd just been looking for her at first, wanting to ask if she'd like to visit the hollow again. He'd been meaning to take the kids out ranging sometime soon, and though he knew hanging out with the pups wasn't Adeline's favorite thing to do, there was no getting around them. Day had kids and needed to be around them, and that wasn't going to change anytime soon.

So he'd been looking for her. Not following. But when he trail led out of the territory - and not in the direction she knew - Day knew that he had to investigate.

It was simple enough to track her down. Day's nose was so attuned to Addie that he was sure he could track her through the ocean, if he needed to. Luckily, that wasn't the case on this day, and he soon came upon her and yet another familiar scent.

"You again?" Day asked, trotting toward the pair with both relief and trepidation coloring his scent. He didn't know the pale shewolf very well, but she seemed harmless, so far. In fact, it seemed as though she was the one that'd suffered harm this time.