Stone Circle lookin' for a mind at work

She patrolled often these days - they all did, with the threat of the distant war. Their land lay in relative peace, disrupted only by natural predators and the occasional lone wolf who stumbled upon - or across - their borders. Desna had made it clear that every wolf was expected to pick up extra work to ensure the security of Easthollow, and Nanook took to the task with diligent paws.

It was noon by the time she reached the division between Easthollow and Lost Creek, and she paused upon the cusp of the territory to squint at the sky. The winter sun cast long shadows familiar to the hour of its setting; the days would lengthen soon enough, but for now, they lasted only a short while before snuffing to the dark again.

She lowered her gaze and turned back to the well-trodden path before her paws. As well as she thrived in the silence, Nanook discovered that the longer she spent with the throng of pack, the more she noticed the loneliness when she went too long without them. On most days, the need was a quiet burn, but today her thoughts felt alone. So, with short consideration, the woman tilted her head and called for @Valette, her howl edged with an invitation for her sister to join her.