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The silver and gold woman would have been skinned alive if her Patriarch had known that she'd moved beyond the borders of their lands and had followed the sandy shores down towards the territory of the new packlands. She could barely catch the scent of the tribe on the wind but finally the blind woman had turned away from the beaches and was moving inland. It had taken her far longer than she'd thought it would to get this far but she wasn't backing down yet. Iskata had come to find out how the tribe was fairing and to see of the male, DaWali had made it home alright. She'd hoped that the hay that they'd sent him off with had done good for their beasts but she had no clue of finding out unless she herself went looking, so she'd done just that.

She caught the scent of the tribe even stronger now as she increased her pace, still slow and jarring as her crippled hindleg dragged her back, but she wasn't going to stop just because of that. She smiled to herself that she'd finally found the tribe's lands but she was growing tired from the long travel. She moved forward again as she tried to press forward, yet found herself bared from the lands, sharp daggers biting into her flesh as she yelped out in pain as she backpeddled and sat back hard on her rump, wincing as she licked her sore jowls and got back up, moving forward slowly until she reached the edge of the fence. She sighed softly as she realized just what it was she'd run into before moving quietly along the fence instead of full force into it. She'd find a way past the man made border soon enough.. she hoped.


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