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It hadn't slipped Niamh's mind that perhaps it wasn't wise to pursue another wolf on her own- especially when Ikkuma knew that Niamh would hunt her down if she'd left. Still, she'd tried to convince herself that more than anything else, she was simply searching- not hunting. That was how she'd defined it to Raven, though with a not so subtle hint that if she found Ikkuma and the female confessed that she was abandoning them, that she would punish the female just as she'd threatened to do the day Ikkuma had joined the pack. They had a reputation to maintain. 

The headwind of the storm ruffled the beige fur along her spine, bringing with it the scent of another wolf trailing along behind her. She eyed the dark male, with his trim, fit build, noting perhaps that he might have had coyote in his heritage somewhere. There was something about the curvature of his spine and the lean, narrow features he sported that hinted at a mixed lineage. As he was obviously not 100% coyote, though, she didn't hold it against him. She bristled as he continued to move toward her, but the prickling of fur along her spine would have been lsot amongst the ruffle of fur that was pushed forward, regardless, by the wind. 

"You lookin' for something?" She asked, tone reasonable. She'd halted in her pursuit and had done a half-turn to face him.