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This'll be short; I'm between classes c: But Welcome back anyway! We can continue with them talking and going to the caves if you'd like? Or end it 
Up to you! WC: 571
She had created the laws for the pack for a reason - simplicity was part of it. It was much easier to just speak to the joiner at the border and reaffirm that they were going to rejoin the pack and let them back in then make them do the entire process again. They had been loyal to the pack once, and as long as they planned to take that back up when they returned and do the things that she asked, she was fine with letting them back under the protective wing of Anathema. She could remember how things with Anon had gone the last time and did not expect a fluffy welcome from the other female. She would get the information out of her and then either let her back in or send her away.
The other female stated that she had indeed returned. Well, perfect. Naniko gave a nod in return, then a short yawn. "Well, come along then. You know where everything is already, so I expect you to get back in the swing of things quickly." She stated. The Angela turned from Anon then, padding a few steps back into the territory before looking back at her once more. "Anathema always has space for members of the family." The green-eyed canine then turned back toward the mountain, walking toward one of the cave entrances. She expected that Anon would follow, having been given the go-ahead now to come back. That had been all that the Angela had needed to hear.