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It may be strange, but it happens that two neighbours across the street can live there for decades and not learn about each other anything. The same was with Brecheliant and Akashingo. Or rather Dwin's bubble in the world, where she was slightly aware that there was a pack nearby judging by the scent paths that sometimes criscrossed the plains, but for most of her life they simply did not exist to her. Or, even if she had heard the name or someone from her pack had made a contact, she would not know. Having just names and no faces to attach to them simply did not work. They were just as imaginary as unicorns until met in person. 

She had caught smell of a hellcat's relative near Brecheliant's borders during one of her nightly strolls and feeling both anxious and curious, she had found the path it had taken and tracked it diligently all the way to the Haunted woods, where it disappeared in the colourful chaos of scents inside there. Sure that it would not pester anyone at her home, she moved on to scout in an area near a river and eventually she returned to an area that she had explored a little few days ago. This time, instead of heading south, she walked along the stream, checking the water for fish and stopping to look at yet another odd plant. And being so pre-occupied with exploring she almost did not notice the little sand-coloured wolf with pelt that blended with the surroundings almost perfectly.

"Sorry," she murmured, taking that stranger's startled expression had been her fault. "Did not see you here."