Moonspear Nosferatu

@Vega

She lingers at the border between Moonspear and Firefly Glen, inspecting it almost warily. Though she wears Osiris's scent like a shield around her, it is still difficult to settle the scream of instinct that tells her to flee. This is not her pack, though the scents mingle so much where they join that they almost seem to be one pack. She settles back on her haunches a safe distance away, marveling at the ingenuity of goldfish when gathered in large enough numbers. What clever ideas they create!