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They were no where to be found it seemed. Ever since Firefly’s announcement that the puppies had turned up missing Cercelee had spent every spare moment searching. Whoever had taken the children had hid their trail well, there would be no simply tracking them down. It was as if they had vanished without a trace. Cercelee knew she was not the only one scouring the lands, but so far no luck. And so it was with little hope but determination all the same the white lady left the pack lands again that day, eyes, ears and nose alert for anything, anything that might bring Conor and Emwe home.


The weather was warming, and while Cercelee was grateful, if only because it made her searches more comfortable, she had little motivation to enjoy the warmer temperatures. Full blow spring had not yet sprung, but it was on it’s way, that was for certain. Only weeks from now plants would begin renewing themselves, thriving with the spring showers and sun. Not yet, and what did it matter if the pups did not return? Everyday she moved further away from her pack lands, and today she came to Shiloh Hills, but it wasn’t the pups she found.
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Savina! Cercelee spotted the female from a ways off, it could have been any other black wolf ambling through, but her scent was distinct. With a bound she came up, quickly, happy to see her friend once again and a little guilty and her search would be delayed. Still it had been days and no one had found anything. They were gone. Maybe that was it, and a few moments to acknowledge her friend wouldn’t be the reason they did not come home. Savina. How are you?


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