Sun Mote Copse to the sun

All welcome!

Along with Wildfire and Kiwi (probably?), Sequoia had departed the Redhawks. Unlike her departure from Drageda, it wasn't met with any of the hostility, and she was reminded of Wraen. That was the wolf that had taught her leaving wasn't always a bad thing. Even though Buckshot had left, she didn't hate him for it. She missed his company, but being angry with him would never solve anything, nor would it solve anything to make him her enemy. Besides, hadn't Thur left and promised to return? That was what she had done, and she had been welcomed back with ease (or so Seq suspected, considering she hadn't arrived by the time the trio had left the cliffs).

Since their arrival here, Sequoia had been hard at work trying to help out where she could. She spent most of her time roaming around the outer edges keeping an eye out for any potential recruits. After all, she was gunning for more ambassador skills. What better way to prove herself than to help recruit for their brand new pack?!