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Heeeeeey 
The night was giving way to the dawn, the sun beginning to rise slowly over the horizon, breaking through a gap in the snow clouds briefly. The more hardy birds, the ones who had not left for the warmer Southern regions over Winter were beginning to awake and call out to one another from the boughs of the bare trees, devoid of their leaves. The slight warmth of the sun was not enough to counter the chill wind that was rushing through the lands.
The breeze ruffled Soran's fur as she walked across the lands, she had awoken far too early, another dream, filled with bizarre images of pups racing about and chasing her. Colours had swirled around her, flashing images of the pups falling into pits and drowning in rivers had flooded her mind, the tempestuous dream had been accompanied by an odd screeching sound that had remained ringing in the dark fae's ears long after she had woken up. The dreams were getting more and more bizarre, and even more vivid, she was becoming worryingly accustomed to being jolted awake in a fierce panic and a cold sweat. She just wished she knew what they meant, perhaps they were something to do with her own guilt at having left her babes behind, only to discover upon her return that two had disappeared and her eldest boy had lost a leg after a terrible incident, she hoped that that was all it was, that it was not hiding something darker beneath its surface. Once the dark lady had been awake, she was unable to go back to sleep, unwilling to return to the lands of her dreams, not wanting to see the barren and brutal landscape and the horrors that had befallen the small wolf pups there.
And so, unable to return to sleep for she doubted it would do her any good, she had gotten up and started her trek from what seemed to have become her home, the Moaning Woods, up to the river. She had been intending to go there and find a place where the ice had melted or was thin enough to break with her heel and do some fishing, she still had some wire and she was sure there'd be a stick that would suffice as a pole. But when she had arrived at the fast flowing water, she had found herself jumping the gap neatly, and continuing on, following her feet up to Jaded Shadows, not really thinking about going there until she arrived at the borders. The ebony fae paused, brushing a long strand of her mane from out of her face with her hand, staring into the Jaded Shadows lands, she knew that Lucifer and Deuce lived here now, her meeting with the obsidian male had let her know that much, underneath the strong scent of alcohol had been the more subtle one of these pack lands, and Deuce would have followed her mate here as well, Soran knew her former lover, she gave herself to those she loved entirely and without question, she would have joined him here. Slipping her canvas bag from her shoulder and dropping it by a large rock, the dark lady moved to lean against a tree, her jade eyes roving the lands, her ears swivelling as she sought out any sound that might alert her to another wolf being nearby, perhaps a member of the pack who could let her know if her pale angel lived within these borders.
Finally Soran decided that her gut instinct was probably right, Deuce would have come with Lucifer to reside within these borders. Raising her dark head slowly, the ebony lady let out a tentative call for her former lady, hoping that she would get a response
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