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As always, the dark priestess was more active at night then any other time of day. Night was sacred to her religion, though with the fullmoon out, she was less likely to travel. Bright light was hard to sneak in.

She was wandering the southern part of the Ouroboros Spine Valley when she heard a low howl. At first she stiffened, wondering if there was another wolf not of her pack on the land, but relaxed when she recognized the howl from the rally. A tawny male if she could remember correctly. He must have found something, and was calling any packmates nearby to assist him.

The black female made her way towards her packmates, careful to walk quickly but silently like she was trained to. Soon, she saw him, sitting on a slope, waiting. The priestess detached from the shadows and strode to greet him, looking around and wondering what he had called for. "What is it?"