Sleepy Fox Hollow Here I stand

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Wylla's tread slowed as she spotted two of the younger pack wolves in the near distance: the emissary, Tierra, and a new yearling. The fur on the back of her neck rippled slightly as she observed them. From the younger's downcast appearance, it was easy to assume Tierra was giving him a hard time.

Before she could angle her course to intercept and mediate whatever conflict might arise, Etienne's stance changed to something more open and welcoming. Wylla paused with a twitch of ears and tail, then gave a mental shrug and resumed her previous lope. Whatever Tierra was doing to him, he didn't seem all that opposed, and the intense and frequent pressure on her bladder made border patrol duty far more appealing than small talk.