Grouse Thicket I’m a chimpanzee

Sliding in, taking up the sceond slot :) nice to meet your toon

The black female found herself marking the borders of the pack lands again in her obsessive need to keep the pack terratory well defined, as she traveled though she caught scent of the harbinger and the trail left…. She lifted her head and stared in the direction the scent took looking for signs of recent passage, Nyra had been around most of the exciting things of late so this might bode well.

With only a glance over her shoulder toward her self imposed job, she left following the trail stalking her Harbringer, she chuckled to herself at that thought. It was not long before she came upon Nyra and she was speaking to another pack wolf. The black femme moved up behind Nyra like a shadow, scenting the air as she took her place beside the white she-brute.

Whrist did not offer any words they were unnecessary; as she said in plain as day with her body language that she’d back up Nyra no matter what her actions were. After all what was pack for if not for getting one in and out of trouble. Her ears were perked listening for the other pack wolfs answer.