Moonspear i'm going out of mind, all day and all night

though her scent wasn't very strong within the heart of the territory, aria spent her days guarding the packs borders. it wasn't that she disliked anyone in the pack, and she actually really enjoyed the company of the alpha's as well as their children (lyra, at least, was a joy). she just didn't feel home, and didn't know where to go to call home. and here, on the borders, she could be the first to intercept floki should he ever return. and if constantine or casmir ever wander past maybe she would catch a whiff of their scent and be able to track them down. it was pointless to be so hopeful, especially since nothing had ever gone her way, but she needed something to hold onto... and the small chance that she may see her closest companions one day was enough.

so, as usual, she traveled along the western border, her ears half-mast and her nose twitching as she grabbed hold of scents. there was a hint of scent inside the territory from earlier in the day, but it was mixed with blood, and aria could only assume the situation was handled.