Moonspear you say you love the way the storms blow

Thx. P.S. Don't mind Rouge. Shes being Rouge. Feel free to talk to her. 

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At long last Rouge was back within Moonspear, resting after spending rougly a month out of it's borders. It made her feel both uneasy and secure at the same time. It was a place where she could sleep without worry. Their borders a message to all not to cross and for the most part, that message would be obeyed. But she still felt like an outsider among the pack, another thing she didn't mind. But it did mean that she would still rest lighlty, aware of her surrounding even at rest. 

At the sound of another approaching she lifter her head suddenly and looked around. If she ever was in the pack she was often right by the border, just within the tree line. It made her feel as though she could slip away, even though she felt bad doing so not having a mission to use as an excuse for her absence. 

But now that she had her own plans of her mind, seperate from only this pack, she felt as though she might be keeping a secret even though she hadn't done anything, yet. Keeping the secret wasn't the problem, it was the reactions she could possibly get if it were to be found out. So she kept quiet and was still skiddish when she woke. Seeing another pack member that she didn't know, patrolling the border she simply looked ahead, trying to avoid interacting if she didn't have to.