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Tyrande had recently came back to Silvertip Mountain, but her new rank had made it hard for her to greet the rest of the pack again. She feared she would never gain Jinx's trust now that she had returned upon abandoning the pack. Still, it wouldn't hurt to try.

The old clay pot dangled from her jaws, with comfortable familiarity as she padded towards the land known as Ouroboros Spine. Her clay pots have been cleared from rotted and dry leaves that had been left behind. She had dusted and separated the good pelts from the bad and had collected dry moss and salt stones. Her den was ready to be moved to the new territory, but she still had yet to find one.

She was looking around closer to the lake itself (It was ideal to find a dark place, like a hollow or cavern near it to store her clay, and a close supply of drinking water wasn't a con, either) when she caught the scent on the wind. Her tail drooped, but wagged slightly. She was torn upon seeing Sitri again. Would he be angry? Upset? Happy? She may have listened to his words, but Sitri had such a blank-slate personality when it came to show emotions towards others, unless it was an intruder. She wondered if, upon leaving, she had hurt him in some way. But, this is only time to make amends if it did hurt him...

She set the bucket down by the lake shore and turned towards Sitri's scent. Within a few minutes, the black wolf would come upon the chocolate brute.

She saw him on the horizon. As she drew closer to him, the she-wolf lowered her body as a sign of her lower rank. Her coat glimmered from black to a glossy blue, the same effect a raven's feather's would hae in the midday sun. Her grey had turned into a brilliant dark silver that echoed the black fur's effect. Her eyes had become a more vibrant lavender and her runner's muscles rippled underneath her pelt. She had taken note of these changes. She wondered if Sitri had changed at all as well.

She stopped a few yards away from Sitri, belly to the ground. She kept glancing at his eye contact before returning her gaze to the floor several times. She said nothing, for fear of what words would come out.