Greatwater Lake artistic anarchy

she's creeping up on the side of the lake closest to blackfeather

Much of her knowledge over the winter was secondhand through others. From bits about pack statuses to the curious presence of the strange canines.. and this was not even complete. Of the war between groups in the north to some freshly formed packs, she had no idea. The Spire had been her main concern all winter

Now, with spring prevalent in the Wilds, she had trekked down the slopes and beyond. A while ago she had expressed to Jace a want to travel a bit.. but this was not that trip. Not yet. She would know when the time was right for that. Until then, shorter investigations of the immediate vicinity would busy her time.. when she wasn't devoting it all to the mountain, but it was difficult to deny her interests in seeing other sights. Today she headed into the flatlands, then south, along the curvature of the river with a hint of a thought in mind.

As disconnected from the flatlands as the Spire seemed to be, it was noteworthy when they came sniffing up onto her turf. She had smelled them first -- a pair. They had crossed the borderline, then left. This was interesting.. but she did not immediately track them down, despite the warm trail at her paws.

Both had a somewhat familiar odor about them. Although it was faint. They weren't intending to make a statement with that alone). It had taken her a second to place it precisely, but she soon remembered Meldresi. Once, their paths had crossed and Ame was aware of the presence in Blackfeather with her at the stead. Somehow, it had always seemed to suit her, and the dark mountain alpha rarely heard from them beyond that. So, it only seemed reasonable to be curious when they came lurking up onto her doorstep.. and presumably with a whelp in tow, no less.

She headed  their way under a waning afternoon, with notably increasing cloudiness as her company. There was no precise mission in her path, but instead, she'd see what she may find -- be it of the Blackfeather sort or otherwise. She traveled the lake's edge without taking any particular efforts to conceal her presence for she knew that the setting and the time of day did not provide good cover, not that she had anything to hide anyway..