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As they made their way south she did begin to feel as if a heavy cloak was slowly being pulled back from her shoulders. It felt good to be out moving, her limbs stretching as they hadn't for months. It was the first she had used her lupus form since the attack and it felt good to be in that four legged body again. She had worried that she might not be able to move around as well, what with had happened to her arm, but Gabriel had done a good job of resetting the bone. After some distance a mild discomfort settled in that limb whenever it impacted the earth, but it was easily pushed aside. It was nothing that she couldn't cope with. Rikka listened intently as Gabriel explained the various packs and leaders to her, knowing how important the information was. Especially whenever she wanted to travel back to visit the clan.
Coming closer to the Dahlian borders, nervousness settled in her stomach once again, but as they weaved through the city it began to ease. Whoever they came across, Gabriel was quick to let them know that they were not to be messed with and the wayward canines would move one without incident. Once they left the dreary confines of Halifax her spirits rose again, anticipation and a hint of excitement glinting in her eye and showing in her movement. Of course she would be sad to be separated from her brother, but things would be better overall for her here. Rikka would be more content in Cour des Miracles, and both of them wanted that.
The strong scent of the marked borders came up before them and they halted. The metallic hued woman sniffed the air, taking in the scent. It wasn't familiar, but she wanted to know that scent, to learn it. Gabriel turned to her and she thought for a moment, weighing her feelings. Then she nodded. "Yeah, I think so." Rolling her shoulders, she took a deep breath and rolled her head back to issue a short call for one of the leaders of this band of misfits. Then her golden eyes looked forward, the tip of her tail twitching from side to side. As they waited she glanced back over to her brother, offering him a soft smile.
As they made their way south she did begin to feel as if a heavy cloak was slowly being pulled back from her shoulders. It felt good to be out moving, her limbs stretching as they hadn't for months. It was the first she had used her lupus form since the attack and it felt good to be in that four legged body again. She had worried that she might not be able to move around as well, what with had happened to her arm, but Gabriel had done a good job of resetting the bone. After some distance a mild discomfort settled in that limb whenever it impacted the earth, but it was easily pushed aside. It was nothing that she couldn't cope with. Rikka listened intently as Gabriel explained the various packs and leaders to her, knowing how important the information was. Especially whenever she wanted to travel back to visit the clan.
Coming closer to the Dahlian borders, nervousness settled in her stomach once again, but as they weaved through the city it began to ease. Whoever they came across, Gabriel was quick to let them know that they were not to be messed with and the wayward canines would move one without incident. Once they left the dreary confines of Halifax her spirits rose again, anticipation and a hint of excitement glinting in her eye and showing in her movement. Of course she would be sad to be separated from her brother, but things would be better overall for her here. Rikka would be more content in Cour des Miracles, and both of them wanted that.
The strong scent of the marked borders came up before them and they halted. The metallic hued woman sniffed the air, taking in the scent. It wasn't familiar, but she wanted to know that scent, to learn it. Gabriel turned to her and she thought for a moment, weighing her feelings. Then she nodded. "Yeah, I think so." Rolling her shoulders, she took a deep breath and rolled her head back to issue a short call for one of the leaders of this band of misfits. Then her golden eyes looked forward, the tip of her tail twitching from side to side. As they waited she glanced back over to her brother, offering him a soft smile.