Greatwater Lake Devine Encountanance

Mo slowly got to her mits after the female explained the situation. Maybe Mo was suicidal after she'd lost Eyota. She really didnt know. Almond oculars pinned on the female as she moved with her. She kept her demenor calm, submissive as she held herself lower than the other female. Mo wasnt sure if the female was a member of the resident pack or not but what was more important to her was not having confrontation of any kind.

Mo offered a nod and said "I was thinking the same actually"

She plopped down on her rump before the female looking around still very cautious of her surroundings.

"Are my senses correct in sniffing a pack here?"

Mo was hoping she was wrong but her sixth sense was keen on keeping her awares of her surroundings no matter how hard she tried to deny it.

Mo was longing desperately for her sister to appear, but the more she urged on her sister with her mind, the more let down she became when she didnt appear. It was obvious in the way her demenor changed, as she became a little more skittish, like a wolf just released from a human cage, into a new land. That was pretty much the state of mind Mo was in.