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She ranged ahead of her companion, though Daggerjaw's scent had been committed to memory; she would always find her way back to her fellow coywolf friend no matter how far she strayed. For the time being, however, Knife-Ear explored these uncharted lands on her lonesome. There was no real purpose to her wandering and so her path was aimless. Lackadaisical.

When she found herself in a field of vividly contrasting sides, she chose the flowery half (wondering what on earth had happened to the other) and began scent-rolling upon the soft, loamy earth, releasing quiet, happy growls as she did so.