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Strange! I didn't receive a tagging PM, BUT I KNEW INSTINCTIVELY TO LOOK HERE. <3

A beckoning howl reached a pair of tall, dark ears, and it might have been the most warmingly familiar sound to the feralhewn female. Her fan of bladed guard-hairs came down as her sleek head came up from the particular trail she had been on before snapping forward in a lope full of intent. It wasn't an interruption—as it happened, she'd been dogging Kierkegaard's trodden path for hours. All that had kept her from making short work of her advance was that his first howl had not been meant for her, and there were certainly no looming thoughts on why. The trust between Moz and her brother was never in question.

Proximity was measurable by scent, so when it was clear that he wasn't far off and that someone else was with him, she slowed and wove her serpentine way through the imposing conifers with an assured degree of tact. The someone else would have been an unknown if not for scent markers that punctuated the borders of a nearby pack, and she deduced easily that he was the Alpha male. As far as unknowns went, really, the available information pointed in a straight line towards the obvious.

With that, she was revealed from beneath evergreen boughs somewhere behind the gigantic ashen figure of her brother as her long-legged stride brought her forth. Her turquoise gaze first studied the tall, strapping figure of the Spine's leader and his many vivid hues as her body language spoke her deference while she made her forethought approach. She then strayed her eyes before they could possibly meet his and swept her head in the direction of her brother when finally, she paused.