It was on that very same day Kipling had been given the scent of the mountain and joined Sunspire's ranks. Ferdie seemed to be a busy alpha and had only had time to spare her a few words before departing from the Oasis and going about this duties. Hovering around the area, Kipling was not content to stay long. She hadn't seen much of the mountain yet and she sought to fix that, seeing as this was her new home after all.
There were other things on her mind as well besides exploring and what it might mean now that she was apart of the Sunpire wolves. Ferdie had given her an ominous warning, Stay away from Swiftcurrent. And of course she questioned, why? Having lost the chance to get immediate answers, she connected the demand with an incident from her recent past. Fang had also seemed more hostile when he inquired her about the Creek. Something obviously was going on, or had been.
And she'd stepped into it.
In the same manner she'd stumbled into the sights of the rather enigmatic figure perched on a higher slope. The distance between them was wide but not so much that she couldn't make out certain details, enough that she could catch the scent and acknowledge her packmate. Unsure if her company was wanted, and not wanting to step on any toes, being so new, she waved her tail lowly behind her invitation.