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Recruitment thread for Hinterland Falls!

The moon was high and the woods were silent. Even the abundant waterways seemed dormant, as if they too felt the tranquility brought upon them by the evening. Evelyn skulked around her borders (emphasis on the "h") lashing her tail against the foliage and even making the occasional pause to urinate on the line. It seemed quiet for now which she was much enjoying, though she knew that without the support of subordinates, nothing would ever move past arbitrary attempts at marking.

Not only that, but she was beginning to find signs of nearby packs. Though they were all located on the Southern side (the chances of an ambush were ridiculously low), Evelyn still moved with great caution. She wasn't yet strong enough to go around laying threats on the claims of other wolves, but she would be. In fact, she had planned it all out long beforehand! All she needed was a backing.