Noctisardor Bypass [m] northernmost

It was then that something like thunder rang through the air. A familiar voice. Veteran.

Without hesitation Dione's head whipped up, a forceful howl that promised she was waiting for him to arrive. Concerns of borders and packmates melted away, her mind focused on only one thing; someone was coming for her.

Pale blue eyes scoured the lands beyond the bypass, waiting to spot the dark shape and confirm that she hadn't only been hearing things or that she had been mistaken.