Heron Lake Plateau If you get lost you can always be found

WC: 250
So Niamh's on her way- but I'll let the two of ye have a few more rounds before she actually arrives :)

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The call that went up from the borders was a tentative one, and one that Niamh did not recognize. She shrugged silently to herself, figuring then that finally, this Phex character she’d heard about had finally come from the Shadewood to talk to them. She hoped it was, given the fact that the howl had sounded somewhat shaky. She would have preferred for an ambassador from a pack which had begun to settle so disgustingly close to a well-established pack to be rattled upon approaching their borders...It would give her the upper hand when it came down to making demands for neutral hunting territories, and she very well intended to stake a claim for the lands that the Redhawks already used quite commonly for their hunting grounds...Ironically, those were the lands which shared borders with both packs of wolves.

Fearlessly, she tilted her head back and let loose a call with her full-bodied voice, informing the newcomer that she was on her way. Judging by how loud the visitor’s howl had been, she assumed that it might take her twenty minutes or so to reach the visitor, but it was a common courtesy to at least let her know that someone would be with her soon- if no other had already reached her. She picked up a trot and began to make her way toward the newcomer, not hurrying herself of course as she had all the time in the world to get to the somewhat fearful visitor.

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