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Some mornings she would wake with guilt in her chest, feeling as if she had betrayed her family. Ever since she had been chased of by the bear she feared for the survival of her packmates and herself. When trying to find them, she found no bodies or blood. Only faint traces of them, her kin had fled. By the time she has summoned the courage to investigate the area the woman had been too late; they were gone. The change devastated her, shattering the world she had known all of her life. And so she would head to Teekon, trying to escape sour memories.

But living as a loner was difficult, as Aure felt as if she was trapped in a reverie. Every thought was accompanied by a memory, bringing a river of bittersweet emotions. How frustrating it had been, unable to focus on the simplest of tasks. The snow phantom was in a coma, uncomfortably surrounded by pesky feelings. Did they ever miss her? Or had she already been forgotten, another character in childhood tales? Though busy her parents tried their best to give attention to all four pups in her litter, and all of the friends she had bumped into were there when her mother and father couldn't.

And finally she had woken up to the sound of her stomach growling. Lost and hungry, tired and cold. Phytsical pains had coaxed her back to reality, the white wolfess was now determined to stay. And so running into a few loners she would learn more about the land, and about the wolves that inhabited them. Very soon after she had joined the Glacier Pack, and no longer did she feel alone. However she had become quite curious, and to get a better view of the foreign landscape and the prey in it she had convinced herself to travel a bit.

As the fem approached an unfamiliar scent quickly hit her nostrils. Stiffening her muscles protested against the sudden tenseness, but this gradually faded. Autumn's coolness had caused growth in her fur, which now was doing a better job of disguising her leaner build. However the transition was not yet complete, and the tall yet slight female felt vulnerable around strangers. But she was probably close enough to have been scented, and Aurelie was very interested in who this was. Besides, she could always try and out run the unknown if it turned out to be hostile.

Padding closer the young adult came near enough to spot an onyx form, the source of the scent. "Hello?" her voice was steady, yet laced with a light amount of hesitance and without a doubt quite noticeable interest.