It was quiet, in a night dappled subtly with other scents from the daytime, nothing managed to stick out in particular as exceptionally fresh or otherwise noteworthy. But she enjoyed the walk all the same to have the company of the water, the darkness, the moon, and seemingly little else. She had a feeling she would return to the mountain recharged and content -- barring incident between here and there. Which, considering how long she intended to mosey, was always a possibility.
Like this she continued for a time, until a scent (one curiously familiar at that) was picked up. The dark alpha sharpened but she was already too close to certainly mask her presence entirely. So she continued boldly forward with ears pricked and eyes seeking in the lacking light.
She could make out the white markings first and not long after, the outline of the young wolf became clear -- and as scent had indicated, this had been one of their prisoners many moons ago. This was not a wolf she had anticipated seeing ever again, let alone here in the same neutral spaces as herself.
Ame saw her puffed out coat to increase her size, for it seemed she had only amounted to a small wolf but perhaps no less lacking in ferocity. However the alpha's posture looked relatively relaxed in the face of it all; times had changed greatly since then. The younger female did look much better than the last time she had seen her, which had been at the tail end of her hunger strike. It has been a while,
she quipped in lieu of a more proper greeting. Sniffing plainly, she found there was no trace of the Creek on her this time, so she did not know how to feel just yet.
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i want to bleed in the 「r a i n」