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All Welcome  August 14, 2019, 10:13 PM
Jomyo
Lone Wolves

It had been nearly a moon now, but she had settled well back into the routine of a ranging lifestyle and took readily to the road ahead. For what felt like the first time in a long time, a tumultuous and busy year happened to be winding down enough to grant her these freedoms once more. Matters at Shikkotsurin certainly could function without her for the time and each of her young had reached their first milestones to make them into Eizokusei scouts of their own--once they had each been dispatched to their next stops to train further towards the next steps, she had suddenly had little to bank on her except her abilities, and what she was best at. It had been the natural choice for her to take off and go.

While it was too soon for even a keen scout like her to recognize the Teekon's specifically, she was tracking a muddied river towards the west and could see the mountain range on the horizon. It pinged as vaguely familiar enough to spark an interest, so she kept going, unassuming as she jogged along the most-worn pathway the lands suggested for her paws.
August 15, 2019, 12:11 AM
Arbiter
Lost Creek Hollow
Leader
Her trips outside the territory rarely felt successful.  Hunts got distracted, attempts to recruit ended up finding nobody.  That was life, was it not?  Unfortunately.  Maybe it was somehow it was Liffey and Rannoch's choices continuing to poison the metaphorical well.  It was silly to think that they even would have the power, it was the kind of silly belief that a pup might have.  No wolves had power over such things, even if they might wish to.

Her steps were quick as she tracked a rabbit that had wove its way along the shore.  If she at least could catch that and bring it back to feed the growing pups perhaps she could break whatever silly jinx seemed to lurk above her head.  Not that she believed it, but to simply prove that it didn't exist in the first place.  Someone was coming from the opposite direction.  Hm.  The trail of the rabbit became a secondary thing, and as she got closer she whuffed to them.

Then closer so she could greet them properly.  Pause. I know you?  She couldn't quite shake the fact that they might have crossed paths somewhere in the past.  Long enough ago that she couldn't place a name or a location, but the hazy memory of her face and scent didn't seem like a total stranger.  Maybe she was wrong, but Arbiter was usually good about such things.

Treason is often not a nice person and will think mean things without acting on them.
If you aren't sure whether her snarky thoughts might be readable, just ask!  IC≠OOC
August 15, 2019, 03:25 PM
Jomyo
Lone Wolves

Her travels carried her on, utterly uneventful until the much larger wolf sought out her attention. Jomyo slowed herself, watching the other come nearer and with this brief span of time, she was guarding herself too. That suited her fine, so she pulled to stop eventually with her posture appearing more slack than it was. Hm. Maybe you do, she replied, and was being fairly casual about the whole idea as she looked the other female over, trying to place her but coming up short too. There was something distantly familiar somewhere, but she had no name, no allegiance, and no real recollection to help serve despite her efforts. She liked to think she would have remembered if they were packmates once, at least. Can't say I can match a name to you, though. I have crossed a lot of paths in my time--as a scout, mostly, she added--not as some completely aimless wanderer felt worth the clarification then.

But, it did add up--the range on the horizon's familiarity was likely not some illusion now, so it was time for her to find out more to see if she was onto something. You live nearby? she asked, testing that much.
August 16, 2019, 02:41 AM
Arbiter
Lost Creek Hollow
Leader
So if neither of them knew the details, then where did she know her from?  If she'd been a pack member, certainly Arbiter would have remembered.  So who would have been tangentially related to the pack?  Maybe she was just somehow a combination of a few wolves she knew?  Oh well, whatever.  As much as it was going to nag at her in the back of her mind, it was better to focus on the present.

Though she was still fairly sure that they'd crossed paths, Arbiter wasn't the sort to go and verbalize her assumptions before she could be sure of their accuracy.  She wanted a few more clues first.  I'm Arbiter.  And yes.  Where the creek meets the forest, Lost Creek Hollow.  She pointed with her nose.  Then back to the other woman, And you are..?  At least if she had a familiar name, she could solve that mystery very quick.  Of course, her own name would be very unlikely to trigger a spark of recognition simply because she only revealed it a few months back.

Treason is often not a nice person and will think mean things without acting on them.
If you aren't sure whether her snarky thoughts might be readable, just ask!  IC≠OOC
August 18, 2019, 11:32 PM
Jomyo
Lone Wolves

Even with the name to go to her appearance, it didn't particularly inspire anything familiar for the Eizokusei, but even hearing Lost Creek Hollow sounded vaguely familiar still too--a bit more than Arbiter did, even. It wasn't anything she could place yet, but another little hint towards her guess that she had begun to range back into the Teekons. I'm Jomyo, she answered with a slight tip to her muzzle. Likely, her name wouldn't mean a whole lot either because she had been the sort to fly a bit below the radar--if she could help it.

But, after she followed Arbiter's gesture towards the river, she panned her sights briefly to the ridge of mountains in the distance. She had memorized the peaks during Tindómë's brief stay nestled within the vale.. but this was not from the vantage point she was used to seeing them. It's been a while since I've been in the area--that is the Sunspire range, right? she asked, since this Creek wolf didn't seem like the worst company she could come upon so far.