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The dark wolf had a trace of crimson splashed ever so slightly on her snout. From her maw held a bundle of fur unlike her own, and had long ears. Earlier Desdemona was granted a successful hunt and came back with a healthy hare. As it swayed from her mouth, her jades focused onto the inner woods of Morningside.

She knew she was not to go within the inner sanctuary without a proper guide, her mentor, to accompy her. However Sunny was mysteriously absent, and the leader gone without a word. There was another member that was recently brought back, but Desdemona did not disturb her adjustment time. There was not many to bring forward prey for the young, and with mighty reluctance, the Joiner would go forward.

When she gave a stride toward the camp grounds, Desdemona had caught sight of a different bundle of furs, one she recognized, but one she has yet to meet. She had caught this hare for the young ones meal time, a bit unsure if they were able to wean off mothers milk. With the dark wolves long legs going forward, she would seek out the two, unaware of the damp mood one has.