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on the way back from sobo, in search of her mothers, mireille came across the emerald's scent. "da @Njord!" she called for him, tail swishing at her hips.
he had traveled a lot. perhaps he might have some advice for her. it seemed that with every step, the girl was becoming less sure of herself. she had never been so far from home, and it would be for a while.
add to this that the red-tail was an important wolf to her; she felt he should also be informed. mireille waited for her voice to be heard.