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Spectra hadn't been feeling all too well and she wasn't sure why. Although the temperatures were rising and spring was obviously in the air, she somehow felt stuck. Spectra had ceased her exciting wanderings and thirst for adventure, it had dried out like a rain drop in a vast desert. For the past week her activity had been mediocre and it was hard to do anything. She wasn't exactly why this was or what had caused it, but she needed distraction. Anything to get out and escape the solitude.

With a new scent lurking upon the borders, a small spark of need-to-do-something was reignited once more. The black-painted female got up from her resting position and decided to do get into action. The borders had been a source of tension lately, with stragglers brutally spreading their own mark on her territory.

Luckily, today her golden eyes rolled upon not a stranger but a friend. "Heya Fitz!" She greeted cordially even if her body language remained neutral and subtly dominant; to indicate pack boundaries. "What can I do for you on this merry berry day?"