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She ventured from the mountains, making her way quietly into the valley below to soothe that undeniable itch to wander. A naturally curious creature, Nyx briefly considered trailing North toward the coast where she might catch a glimpse of Lycaon or Caiaphas solely to confirm that they continued to hold their claim of the sound, but the idea was swiftly shelved. She might as well be a walking target if she were to dare stalk the shore.

Instead, she settled for the lowlands closer to her newest haunt, content to follow the river until the markers of another pack forced her to veer away and into an unfamiliar meadow. Vivid eyes scanned ahead and spotted the glimmer of evening sunlight on a nearby lake's surface.

Deciding to stop for a chance to rest and quench her thirst, he tawny Ostrega warily eyed the bi-coloured wolf who'd already paused to do likewise. She moved carefully, suspicious of the powerful stranger and the possibility of her mere presence rousing hostility, before dipping her muzzle to lap at the water's edge.