The Sunspire And while I'm alive

Coelho had set out that moring with the grand idea to prove to Wraen she wasn't a coyote  -- and what was more  uncoyotelike than restoring the cache? She was full of great resolve, but her mission was largely unsuccessful -- she returned along the borders with only the form of a juvenile rabbit in her jaws. It wasn't much, but maybe it would be enough to appease the icy beta. 

Coelho hadnt noticed she was traveling a shared trajectory to another wolf until she saw a flash of pewter between the ferns. Drawing to a stop, she tentatively extended her muzzle out to test the air: the female was distinctly Sunspire, but something about her stormy demeanor prevented Coelho from showering her with her usual sunniness. Unsure, but surely within plain sight of the bird-carrying wolf, Coelhos ears dropped back as her tail waved insecurely behind her.