Fox's Glade scream at the top of your lungs

Valette was on her way to check the neighboring territories for prey. Often one of their herds would wander past their borders and Valette always wanted to check where they were hanging out. Sometimes their deer herd, the one she considered hers, would move to Wapun meadow or when weather was bad they would stay in the Glade.

Valette kept silent and her senses on alert. Instead of finding a deer herd she seemed to have found another wolf, a female by the sound of it. Valette frowned when she heard her brother's name. She frowned, not wanting to listen in, not really. She showed herself, looking curious. She then recognized the female. She had been visiting Easthollow with Xan's party. "Hello! Laurel was it?," she returned, offering a kind smile.

"I didn't mean to overhear you but it seems my brother has been a jerk again?," she questioned. They were not that close, at least Valette didn't feel close to him. Xan had always been distant to her and she had been in return. She had tried several times to make a good sibling connection but now she had given up that it would ever be there. She was friendly with her brother but that was it.