Northstar Vale they call it lonely digging
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The air is heavy with blood and the sound of tearing flesh, perhaps ominous to passing strangers under the cloak of night — but on this particular night, it's just some pissed-off guy having dinner. The Rochester pauses to reposition the mutilated hare between his forelegs, glancing up briefly with ears pulled forward before continuing his meal. There are wolf scents here, fresher than he'd like, though he does not intend on lingering long. His life has become fairly routine in this way, and the miles have long since blurred together; he doubts he'll remember a single detail of this place once it's behind him. He pauses again, drawing his tongue over his muzzle and casting another glance around the darkened vale. Suddenly it feels rather lonely, and though he tells himself he prefers it this way, his appetite fades with the thought. He pushes the half-eaten hare aside and settles, gaze fixing somewhere between the trees without truly seeing anything.
as they thank the lord the blind can't see
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she had been brought here once before by Liri to meet her companions. Heloise had come back to check on the small band of wolves, knowing this was where the group was going to settle eventually. she did not expect to be met with the scent of a stranger. Siqsa and Sorin had been introduced to her previously; she did not know if the woman in charge had succeeded in recruiting more. her steps were slower due to her healing bruise on her shoulder, hidden beneath pale snowfall. there was not a distinct limb either.

if she was in pain, Heloise did not share it with the world. a small cut festered but had been cleaned the previous day. her spar with Derg had been enough to lit a bit of fire in her otherwise cold personality. she would ask Liri if she had seen a man about, the one Derg spoke of. surely it was best to warn the band before the shit hit the proverbial fan. steps took her forward until she was a few paces away from the stranger. she regarded him with a squinted look, finding no trace of the band's scent on him. 

he hadn't done anything wrong; this land was not claimed. yet. he would look toward her, not quite seeing her standing there among the treeline. the woman stood straighter, though did not expect to catch his eye.
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