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Lilia could hardly wait for the winter to come and go, and weathered every day like an impatient teenager, waiting for time to pass. The rut brought a certain amount of excitement for the wolves, who took advantage of the season to hunt larger game. She'd finished eating a fair portion of meat when a call came from the borders- and Lilia sat up, licking her lips. She howled briefly to let her packmates know that she was on the job- after all, this was her sister. 

Raelle was a welcome sight, especially considering the strength it must have taken to make the journey. Lilia deduced that she must be feeling better, and while she looked a bit unkempt, she'd survived a fair injury, and had begun to move around again. "Good to thee you up an' about again," She said with a smile. She approached, to share scents, and offer her sister a nuzzle if she'd allow it. Her eyes shimmered when she stepped back. "I have thome newth for you," She said excitedly.