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Passage over the treacherous mountain had carried him through a rocky pass. The other side had been brimming with further life and miles more to venture across. The sagely creature looked across the stretch of earth with a somber expression. The path he would need to take was mentally mapped from his perch before he continued across the snow-touched terrain.
 
Once through the mountain range, Ginko drew in a breath and caught the tang of claimed land near to where he stood. The sojourn did not desire to trifle with wolves who ran in a pack. The scent trail was powerful enough for him to catch its remnants on the wind. He believed they were a force he did not need to test. Curiosity pulled him closer to their borders, though.

Hope you don't mind me tossing Lenny in there <3

The day was overcast and dreary, snow flurries drifting down here and there. The ground beneath her feet was hard and the wind was cool when it cut through fluffy, dark fur. Lenny was no scout, but she did enjoy walking about the lands just outside her pack's territory. Neverwinter Forest had been good to her so far, and she would be good to it in return. It was Kyr's pack, after all.

The ink-black wolf padded closer to the mountains today, curious and interested. There were scents of another pack on the wind, but she was far enough away to not cause them any trouble. 

A silver figure appeared in the distance, with fur that was somehow more windswept than her own. Len padded forward, tail swaying behind her and moonstone eyes brightening. If there was anything Lenny loved, it was making new acquaintances. "Hello," she called, large ears angled forward. The girl paused a bit away, not wishing to make him uncomfortable. "You lost?"