mind if we postdate this to the 19th? 300+
The sky was overcast, but it was still a nice warm day with a cool breeze that blew over the ground from time to time. It'd been a while since she had last seen her cousin when he came to Crimson Dreams and she was eager to see him again. This time though, the girl wasn't going to sit and wait for him to show up at her doorstep. She needed to make an effort too, and now that Conor was leading Dahlia de Mai she knew that he wouldn't have all that much time to make trips to anywhere else. Her mother was a leader too, and she knew the constraints that put on her mother's ability to do certain things. Hopefully though when she showed up he would have at least a little time to spend with her. Cambria would understand if he didn't know. He was a big important man in his pack now, and he might not have the time to sit and talk with his little cousin.
Despite worrying over whether or not her journey would be fruitful, the Marino wolf was in good spirits and stopped to pick a pretty flower or two as she walked north towards the Dahlian borders. Now that she thought of it, she'd never actually been to Dahlia before. She'd been close, the night she had first shifted, but she hadn't been in the actual territory (thank goodness, for she could have gotten in deep trouble for that). Cambria had left her satchel with her healing supplies behind, thinking there was little chance she'd need it on this trip. Conor knew the healing arts too, so it wasn't like there would be anyone in Dahlia that would need help that wouldn't have already received it. This was purely a pleasure visit.
After walking most of the morning, she finally came to the clearly defined edge of the flower pack's lands. Cambi tipped back her slender muzzle and let forth a howl calling for her cousin. Maybe she would have been fine going in to find him herself, but this wasn't Crimson Dreams where Conor had many family members to welcome him. To her knowledge, Conor was the only relative she had here, and certainly the only person from this pack she knew aside from Lolita. Her encounter with the pale female was seeming more and more like a dream as time passed, however. The last thing Cambria wanted to do was to get herself into a sticky situation, so she would just wait for him here.
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