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She wasn’t sure what had taken over her to wander from the den at this hour, but as she roused herself, she noticed the large male that was becoming a staple in her life had left. Curiosity peaked; Rosalie rose gingerly avoiding putting weight on her injured left shoulder. Despite the injury, Lie had had a blast on the last pack hunt, and a smile came forth as she remembered the exhilarating event. This has been her first genuine pack hunt, and the presence of her packmates had made the meal so much sweeter. She felt at home, and she liked it.

Looking back toward Alessia and the babes Lie let her know she would be back in a minute, to which the dark pelted mother simply nodded and reminded her to bring her a meal. With a small laugh Lie nodded and headed out, nose to the ground she sought out the large brute that was missing from the family picture.

Lie was less conflicted about their relations; the man had wormed his way into her family. Having helped her back to the den and retrieving their latest healer to help her, Kavik had been attentive to her injury. Obviously worried. She knew she was fine, the injury rather minor considering everything that had happened to her. But it was nice to have someone care, even a little.

Slowly the scent of the pack mingled with that of the herd, and Lie wondered if her the alpha was tracking the herd once more. Being of smaller stature had its advantages in this situation, as she caught sight of Kavik. Although there was little way for her to make her way toward the man without startling the herd. Instead she waited, happy to simply watch with him.