whoops a daisy

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It had not been a happy couple of weeks for the wolves of the Glacier. The entire pack was still in a sort of stupor after Larus' disappearance, and while the lynxes seemed to have taken their victory as an excuse to leave them alone for a while, no one was glad about it. Danica had taken to sleeping closer to the family's den, as she had in the Creek, and more often than not her sleep was troubled, light enough so that the smallest sound sent her starting awake. She would not allow what had transpired to happen again.

Days she spent hunting and patrolling, as usual, but she wandered farther than normal, at times even crossing the borders into the surrounding lands. And as she did so she kept on the alert for any trace of their missing Alpha or his lost child. The one still here had enough to do protecting those children she had left, so it fell to her packmates to do what they could to bring their family back together.

All told, Danica's state of mind wasn't great right now.

Therefore, when she saw the white stranger approaching from the distance, she set out fully intending to send them back where they came from, decidedly unpeacefully if the situation called for it. Her resolve turned to shock when she saw that it was a bedraggled Bazi rather than some stranger.

Her surprise was short lived, though, so much so that by the time she had come close enough to greet her former leader (and perhaps former friend), it was with a rather neutral stare. "You know," she greeted her, voice dry, "when you told me to come here and not return, I somehow assumed that meant you wouldn't be following." She looked Bazi over. "You look like shit."

Not the most tactful, understanding greeting but Danica was a prideful creature. Much as she might miss Bazi's friendship, she wasn't about to admit it, and also wasn't even close to letting her off the hook. Besides, Danica was a full believer in the phrase 'not my dog'... Bazi was no longer her problem. She had made sure of that.