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Yay, welcome! And ooo, stalking =o And. Naniko is shifted in this thread. I'm too tired to edit anything. o.o
The werewolf'd had a lot on her plate lately, but had been trying to make some time for the pleasantries of life. The leadership meeting in the human city had gone pretty well, considering the circumstances, and she'd managed to find some time to go to the library before continuing home to Twilight Vale. The books that she'd found were held in tired arms, feet shuffling wearily along the ground. Her limbs were strong from carrying the four pups around, but she'd never gone quite so far with such a heavy load. If only she'd brought her backpack with her to the meeting...
The Andromeda could smell the border up ahead, a strong mixture of her, Conri, and Lucifer's scents, and breathed a sigh of relief. Soon she'd get to set down her load and rest her arms. These books were fairly important ones, so she didn't want to risk leaving them in the grass anywhere, even if her arms were straining. They could get wet because of the dew.
Naniko reached awkwardly up toward her eyes, trying to rub them but not quite getting all the way there. She wasn't really noticing what was going on around her, already mentally relaxing now that she was nearing her pack's borderline She was so tired. The stranger went unnoticed until she was nearly upon her, cresting a small lump in the land. Dawn was coming and her green eyes could make out the other's form easily against the backdrop. Once she saw Cassiel
she felt a little foolish for not having been paying attention before, and tried to cover up the fact that the sight had startled her a little.
The white female was coming from the wrong direction, she knew, toward the packlands instead of going out of them. "Eh...hello there. You've reached Twilight Vale. I...suppose you have some business here?"
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