Ravensblood Forest We appreciate power

for @Donovan Azura
and since i know you like to set the scene:
6/9, late evening, partly cloudy, cool (43 F)

Her decision to leave her forest and come to his had been an impulsive one. He had been on her mind lately, especially so as she was finishing up a patrol, and she had simply made her way over the borders and headed to the place she knew he claimed. 

When she arrived it was long after the sun had set, and this time, she paused at the edge of the territory instead of crossing over the marked borders and making her way into the trees. She moved along the edge of his forest, inspecting the scents there; his was still strong, but she knew there was a possibility that he might not even be here tonight, she hoped that wasn't the case, though. She would hate to have to turn around and head home without seeing him. This would be about the time she would normally call out for whomever she wished to see, but Simmik was feeling rebellious tonight, and she didn't want to make things so easy for him. 

So she silently moved along the edge of the trees, stopping every so often to the let the chilly breeze move through her snowy fur and hopefully carry her scent deeper into the forest. She smiled as she moved, clearly pleased with the little game she was playing. Of course, if enough time went by and a hulking, endlessly-frustrating man didn't appear at her side, then she would consider calling out. Until then, she was content to wander the edge of his forest and wait for her scent to lure him to her.