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It was not safe to be anywhere, which her time at the plateau proved to her. Sanja was on the move; a ribbon of pheromones carried by the sea around her, and there was nothing she could do about it. The scent grew heavier as the days progressed.
Sanja stopped to regard the world around herself: hot sky, hot sand, hot skin; her mind buzzed with cravings of the physical variety, but she sought distractions for herself.
There was the unmistakable musk of other wolves, which sparked intrigue as well as anxiety within her. As she picked her way carefully along the beach Sanja listened to the crashing of the waves, but kept an eye out for danger, thankful for the open space.