Redhawk Caldera friends break up, friends get married

After the rocky reunion at the borders Dwin had not been too keen on seeking out Sylvie's company either. In principle - she understood that she had not acted either nicely or politely to the girl and she admitted this to her parents, but she did not feel any guilt either. With so much going on in the pack someone else's deep-seated self-confidence issues really seemed like such an insignificant deal. Having never doubted herself, she could not imagine, what it could be like to stand on the opposite side of the spectrum. 

Still she had promised mom to at least make an effort - Brecheliant needed new people and at the moment was not in a position to be picky. All that was left was to find the right occasion. And after much evasions and no-shows, it presented itself in a form of a dead buffalo in the fields not too far from the caldera. It had been there for a bit and a lot of scavengers had already had their take, but there was place for more. 

She found Sylvie without looking for her specifically, but she was the first to come across. "Morning," she greeted the girl, noticing that she was already having something to eat. "Care for an early lunch and some hauling?" she asked. "There's a buffalo carcass right outside our doorstep and I am gathering people to have it brought here," it was up to Sylvie, whether she took the offer or not. If not - Dwin would move on.