Broken Antler Fen curiosity killed the cat

Unlike her sister, Jasmine's life had suddenly and unexpectedly taken a turn for the much better! Maybe getting out to breathe was really all she had needed to find some footing after mother's death. Life still wasn't sunshine and peaches, but for the first time in as long as Jassy could remember (heck, probably the first time ever), she felt like she was loved.

This packed her with a little more punch, and when she saw the stranger approaching their densite - smelling of Maia and Eljay, and something else familiar - Jasmine stopped in her grooming and hustled out to meet her, even while she hopped past the backtracking scuttle of her avoidant sister. Strange, how much braver she was when she knew her family was around.

"You don't always have to be in such a mood," Jasmine said to Diantha with a roll of her eyes - which soon widened in recognition, now that she was closer to the stranger. "Hey - you're from Redhawk Caldera, aren't you? I can smell it on your fur!" Jasmine was quite certain this girl carried the scent of the pack she had scurried well away from just a couple weeks back. Looked like her stint as a reluctant runaway actually proved good for something.