Redhawk Caldera ustilo

Thank the stars Germanicus was patient, because Ruenna was not a swift wolf by any stretch of the imagination. Towhee had returned safely and seemed to be back to her old self, except for all the meditation and "yogurt"-- Rue couldn't believe she had lived to see the day that Towhee started practicing mindfulness. Truly, wonders never ceased. 

Ruenna had gratefully relinquished border-control duties back to Towhee. There were many ways that Ruenna had risen beautifully to the challenges presented by her new role as Sovereign, but maintaining the border and intercepting callers had been a real stretch for her. She simply didn't have the stamina and energy the task required, given how much of her strength was sapped by her chronic pain. 

However, Germanicus was a caller she was always happy to receive, no matter how harrowing her journey to the border. "Good morning, Germanicus," she greeted him with a smile, still limping forward to close the distance between them. "I'm glad to see you well. There are troubling rumors on the wind.." Her brow furrowed as she recalled the rather cryptic warning she had overheard several days ago, yelped out across the territory in the strange dialect of a coyote.